Go for her shirt and bra both

You hop into superspeed to strike further, moving her arms into the air and slipping the gambeson shirt off over her head, and immediately unclasping her black lace bra, neatly placing both amidst the growing collection if clothing on the table. Slipping off the gambeson had ruffled her hair, but you decide against tidying it; you quite like it this way.

From the knight's perspective, one moment she was covering her ass, the next she had her arms up in the air, her breasts bouncing upwards and coming to a rest with a jiggle after being unleashed from her bra. She lets out an embarrassed gasp, and her arms shoot downwards and cross over her exposed breasts.

There she stood, with her pants down on her ankles, naked except for her panties and garterbelt, her hands covering her breasts, in the middle of the town square. Her embarrassment is immeasurable, and her face is flushed red with shock and humiliation.