a little wager

Henry stepped back, a cruel grin still plastered on his face as he wiped his hand on a nearby cloth. "Now, Acting Grand Master," he began, his voice dripping with malice, "you have a task to complete. I want 100,000 mora in my hands by the end of today. Do you understand?" His eyes gleamed with amusement, clearly enjoying the power he held over her.

Jean nodded silently, her cheeks burning with shame. She knew the weight of the task—100,000 mora was no small sum, and collecting it would require her to humble herself in ways she never imagined. But for the Knights, she would endure anything.

She would do whatever it took to raise the money, even if it meant degrading herself further in front of the crowd.

Jean felt her stomach churn at the thought of what Henry might ask her to do next. But she knew she had ****. She had to keep the Knights of Favonius strong and protect Mondstadt at all costs.

As she stood there, naked and humiliated, Jean could feel the eyes of the crowd on her. Some were leering, others were pitying, but all were watching. Henry smiled smugly, clearly enjoying the spectacle he had created.

"Well, well, well," he said, clapping his hands together. "It seems our Acting Grand Master has a bit of a problem. She can't seem to find a way to raise the money we need." Henry chuckled, his eyes fixed on Jean's naked form. "Perhaps we should make it more...interesting."

Jean's heart sank. She knew Henry was capable of anything, and she was terrified of what he might ask her to do next. But she remained silent, her head held high.

"I think I have an idea," Henry continued, his voice darkening. "Why don't we have a little wager? If you can collect the money we need by tomorrow, I'll deduct 10% of the repayment for you. But if you fail you will work here for a month naked."

Jean's heart raced as she tried to process Henry's words. She knew she had **** but to accept his terms. With a deep breath, she nodded. "I accept your terms, my lord."

Henry smiled, a cruel grin that sent shivers down Jean's spine. "Good," he said, clapping his hands together. "Now, let's get started."