Nothing at all

Evellyn slams the chest shut with a grimace. She’s not going to abide this false choice! She won’t lower herself any further by fleeing in sexy lingerie, or stripping Isabel or Charlene of their clothes like some… perverted, lecherous bandit! Evellyn isn’t ashamed of her body - she might not particularly enjoy half the duchy getting an intimate look at all her contours but she’s not ashamed of what her body looks like! She is an anointed knight and will face this challenge with bravery and dignity even if the world seems hellbent on stripping her of it.

Evellyn’s internal monologue is interrupted as she hears the sound of someone approaching the tent. Could it be Charlene, coming to check on what’s keeping them? Even if it wasn’t Charlene, Evellyn sees no benefit to offering someone else in the camp a full-frontal view. She quickly darts to the back of the tent and scampers out underneath the canvas, before running naked towards the treeline.