Sally, Hilda's loyal servant

Standing before the two naked nobles is a scrawny, bookish woman wearing big, nerdy glasses. She was only 5 feet tall, and had her shoulder-length mousy-brown hair done up in a bun. All in all, she looks like a prudish medieval librarian, especially in her rather plain clothes.

Sally looks at Hilda and then at Hunk. Her face instantly turns red and her extra thick glasses fog up as she admires their bare bodies and the way they glisten so enticingly in the sun.

"O-oh m-my..." the flustered servant mumbles as her mistress and this... monument to rugged, yet somehow non-threatening masculinity stand completely naked before her.

Hunk awkwardly coughs as he catches Sally staring. He blushes and clumsily tries to cover his cock, to the vocal disappointment of all the women (and one or two of them) present.

"We..." Hunk squeaks before clearing his throat. "We were attacked..."

Hilda nods and bites her lip. She shivers a bit in pleasure but otherwise does nothing.

"Uh-huh..." Sally mindlessly mutters. She just stares at both of them as she feels herself becoming flustered.

"Uh... do we have to talk here?" Hunk nervously asks. He squirms a bit at the sense of being under so much scrutiny.

Sally blinks and shakes her head. "O-oh... right..." she timidly looks down at her feet. "I... come this way."

The servant walks over to Hilda and helps the trembling, panting woman to her feet. "Prepare a bath for mistress!" Sally declares as several of the other peasants spring into action. "And um..." Sally looks back at Hunk to steal another glimpse of his sculpted physique. "One for him too..."