Let her run off

The degraded knight mutters some obscenities, before turning and running off the square into one of the adjacent streets. You see she quickly dashes into one of the nearby alleyways, just down one of the main streets, in order to keep out of sight as much as possible. Clever girl.

You decide to see where she’s taking that shapely bottom of hers, in case you feel like paying her another visit later on, so you follow from a discrete distance. Due to the way she keeps pulling her shirt down in front she keeps exposing her ass, and you gratefully pursue the full moon down the sidestreets. Evellyn manages to sneak her way through the backalleys with only two awkward encounters with passersby, before she finally emerges from the narrow passages to make a final sprint towards a large city mansion, surrounded by a high stone gardenwall. “Polly! Open the door Polly, this is urgent!”

Evellyn’s appearance draws plenty of onlookers and gossippers as she feverishly bangs on the front door of the yard, her ass hanging out in spite of repeated attempts to pull the shirt down, until after a minute or two a servant finally opens the door for her and Evellyn abruptly pushes her way in past the servant’s confused exclamations and slams the door shut behind her.