The laundress arrives

Belinda continued to sleep soundly in the chair, her head filled with increasingly naughty dreams about her hubby. The queen had always had a healthy libido, but it seemed like her thoughts had been turning more often to carnal things over the past month. Perhaps it was a result of Xalandra's meddling, or maybe it was because the curvy queen hadn't been getting her daily dose of 'sugar.'

Belinda was having a particularly spicy dream about the king returning to the castle, ripping her dress off and forcefully taking her in the throne room when Sandy the laundress came in. Sandy had seen the maids making off with their assorted finery and had decided she wanted a piece of the action too. She was disappointed to see there wasn't much left outside of the maid's old clothing.

She was a wisp of a woman, tall, with modest breasts, a petite butt, and short red hair.

Sandy was loading up the dresses and other clothes into a laundry cart, as well as a couple of the paintings off the wall, when Belinda awoke with a moan and a snort.