Make her walk home

Evellyn urges her horse forward, and quickly rides away at full gallop. As you watch her disappear past the trees, her bare back vanishing from view, you decide you can't miss out on this amusing spectacle. You follow Evellyn at speed from a distance, taking pains to hop to a new position that offers cover every so often.

Once she gets closer to the town, you halt time. Once it resumes, Evellyn suddenly finds herself standing on the dirt road, rather than sitting on her mount. Her horse is gone. Flustered, she stands entirely naked out in the open for a few moments, before darting off into the high grain off the side of the road.

You watch from a distance, seeing her peek out of the grain every few meters, before watching her move in a specific direction with determination. As you examine the scene more closely, you see there's a young peasant lass a little ways further up in the field, working to collect bundles of grain. She's got cascading blond curls, and appears to be of a comparable height and build to Evellyn: you realize Evellyn's intent, for the peasant garb would probably fit her perfectly and allow her to get home with a semblance of dignity. Evellyn gets close, hidden in the field, like an animal ready to pounce as soon as the peasant woman is looking in another direction..