No, it's locked

Hilda curses her luck as she struggles in vain to open the keep's back door.

She's about to start despairing when she spots an open window on the first floor about 6 yards down from where she's standing.

Her face lights up as she springs towards it like a ferocious jungle cat, but then struggles to scale the few feet necessary to climb into it, like a weak, clumsy kitten.

Hilda grunts and groans as she struggles to get first up, and then through, the open window. The stones in the wall are very cold and scratchy, which don't help things either as she drags her naked, soft body against them.

She pokes her head up peeks into the room, but can't make at many details. It's dark inside, which is both good and bad. Good in that no one, obviously, is inside, but bad in that she can't see anything. And since she doesn't walk through this wing of the keep that often (it's normally used by servants) she doesn't immediately know which room she's looking into.

I think it's the kitchen...

Her tummy growls.

Well, I could use something to eat...

Hilda continues on, and after much struggling, and some quiet cursing, our not-quite-so-athletic-anymore knight succeeds in climbing up and getting halfway into the room.

Unfortunately that's as far as she makes it.

The window is narrow, but her hips and ass are not, and despite her best efforts to squeeze through, Hilda just can't fit! She's dangling half way in, but the window is far enough from the ground that she can't touch the floor with her hands to pull herself the rest of the way in, and there's nothing to touch that she can use to push herself back out.

The naked, stuck woman whimpers and futilely kicks at the empty air behind her as she tries to wiggle free, one way or the other. But, despite her best (and unintentionally sexy efforts as she jiggles and shakes every which way), she cannot break free.

This latest setback proves to be too much for poor Hilda and the mighty-warrior's resolve crumbles for just long enough for her to let out a single, mournful sob.

"Huh?" Says a feminine voice from inside the darkened room.

Hilda freezes in fear. The room isn't empty after all!

"Wh-who's there?!" Says a frightened, yet familiar voice.

Hilda struggles once more to get free.

I can't be seen like this!

But her struggles cease when a light comes on. She's been caught!