Bluff!

With only a few seconds to think and nowhere to run to, Hilda's mind races for a believable lie.

She quickly stands up and brushes herself off, trying to make herself look presentable as possible under the current circumstances, and unintentionally shuddering in pleasure when she caresses her exposed and very erect nipples.

"Mimzy, what on earth has gotten into you? Is this another one of your practical jokes?" The voice sounds much clearer now, and Hilda can tell it is definitely feminine.

"I swar milady, its the goldarn trooth it is!" That must be Mimzy Hilda thinks. Why do servants always have cockney accents?

The wagon driver re-emerges from around the tree, her mistress in tow, just as Hilda finishes brushing herself off.

The two women look at the nude knight in shock for a moment. Before they can say anything, Hilda starts talking, trying to project as much of an air of confidence as she can muster.

"Hmmph! Just what I would expect from a low-born commoner," she says, trying to put on as posh of an accent as she can muster. "They never look where they're going, and never apologize when they dirty your clothing," she says as she pretends to brush dirt off of a dress she is clearly not wearing.

Hilda makes eye contact with the two women, and finally manage to get a good look at both of them.

Mimzy, the wagon driver is decked out in the dirty and patchwork clothing of a poor servant. She is quite short, in comparison to her mistress and Hilda. Strands of tangled red hair stick out from underneath her cap, her face is covered in dust from the road, but not unattractive. Her breasts are small, her body is thin and generally has the look of someone who has never gotten enough to eat.

Her mistress on the other hand, could serve as a poster child for the excess of nobility. Her face is overdone in white make up (I hear that's the popular new trend in court), her hair is done up in an elaborate style with several pieces of very expensive jewelry woven in to it. She wears a very shapely and expensive looking green dress that seems to emphasize her bosom and hips. She appears to be similar in height to Hilda.

"I am Lady Esmeralda de compe duh Fakename," Hilda says. "Duchess of Madeupilan, daughter of the late Baron Bogus duh Fakename," she declares, cocking her naked hip to one side.

The two continue to stare at her, Mimzy's mouth slightly agape.

Pretty smooth, although I should have added a couple of 'Vons' in there to really sell it.

"And whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?" Hilda asks, putting unnecessary emphases on her words as she pantomimes waving a small hand fan on herself.

"Oh... um, I am Lady Vena and this is my servant, Mimzy," she says as she nudges her servant. "Don't stare Mimzy, its impolite."

"BUT SHE'S GOT NO CLOTHES ON!" Mimzy shouts, "WHAT KIND OF A WEIRDO HANGS OUT BEHIND A TREE WITH NO -"

Hilda interrupts Mimzy with another loud 'hmmph' and turns her attention to Vena. "I would expect such foolishness from such an simple-minded and clumsy servant."

Lady Vena looks at the naked woman in a confused manner and then quickly silences her loud servant.

Hilda holds out her arms and then spins around, as if she were showing off an elaborate ball gown, while in reality she's simply flashing the two.

"It's the latest fashion trends in the high court," Hilda says, trying not to blush. "They call it emperor's silk. A fabric hand-woven by the elves' greatest artisans from moon drops and silver dew. They say its so fine and pure, that only the smartest and most wholesome of people can actually see it."

Lady Vena gives Hilda a puzzled look, which quickly shifts to nervousness.

"I never believed the rumors myself, since everyone in the high court always speaks at great length about its ever-shimmering beauty, but leave it to an ignorant country bumpkin of a servant to prove the legends true," Hilda says before giving her best impression of a snooty noble's laugh.

Mimzy scowls at the nude woman after this latest insult (I mean, she is just shaking her naked ass at her). Vena looks perplexed.

"Don't you agree its the most splendid thing you've ever seen? Its becoming all the rage these days, but because its so hard to come by, only the wealthiest and most powerful nobles have had a chance to acquire it."

Hilda stares at Vena, a single bead of sweat pouring down the side of her forehead, down her neck and between her two very exposed and flushed breasts. Please buy it! Please buy it! Please buy it!

"Oh! Um... yes! Yes of course!" Vena says. "It's truly the most beautiful thing I've ever seen!"

A massive (metaphorical) weight lifts from Hilda's chest. I can't believe that worked!

"Please, you must tell me more about this wondrous material and of the latest goings-on of the court. It's been ever-so-long since I've had a chance to attend," Vena says as she grips Hilda's arm and starts to pull her back towards the carriage.

"Um well, I'd love to, but I'm afraid I must be going..." Hilda says, completely taken back by this latest development.

"Nonsense! Besides Lady compe duh Fakename, as a noble of such higher standing than myself, it is my duty to provide you with dinner and an evening of entertainment. It must be done to compensate your honor for the foolish and poor behavior of my idiot servant Mimzy," she says as she continues to pull the naked woman towards her carriage, rather forcefully in fact.

Mimzy starts to protest this latest development, but an incredibly harsh pronunciation of her name by Vena puts a stop that.

"This really isn't necessary," Hilda meekly protests. What the Hell have I just done?

"Oh, but I'm afraid etiquette dictates otherwise," says Vena cheerfully as she pulls her into the carriage and shuts the door.