She'll try...

Hilda quickly plants her hands over her boobs and bush as a sheepish grin spreads across her blushing face.

The peasants look at her, and none, except for Sally, appear to be too pleased with her.

Oh gods! If they revolt... I... what could I do? I'm n-naked and ****, and Baron Fabio is here too! Who knows what an angry mob of women would do to him?

Well, we know, but poor Hilda's mind is racing with a million other concerns.

"W-why don't we... c-compromise?" The naked noble squeaks.

The gathered peasants and workers just look at her, as greedy grins spread across their faces.

Where once they saw a mighty warrior, decked out in deadly, impressive armor - a steely tigress ready to do battle and crush all that stood in her way - now all they see is a naked, timid, mincing, surprisingly soft and chubby little girl. One that can be bullied and bossed around and taken advantage of.

"I think we can figure something out..." Nahla says as she steps forward, her confidence having waxed as Hilda's waned.