She's going to have to be naked for a while

"Simply hold that position," Davos said. "Or if you must change, you may lower your arms to your sides but no more than that; they must never cross while you hold those objects, and never be pointed at one another. Meditate on what it means to be pure and free and feel the flow of energy. When sunset comes, it is done."

Just more mystical mumbo-jumbo. Joy hoped he didn't see her eyeroll. Then-

"Sunset?!" she squeaked.

"Sunrise, to sunset," Davos said. "The birth of a day, and the **** of a day."

"You want me to stay here, naked, kneeling with everything exposed, until sunset?!" Joy said, her eyes wide.

"Is there a problem?" Davos said.

Perhaps the worst part was that he was being sincere. He genuinely saw nothing humiliating about her position; actually, screw that. The worst part was being stark fucking naked on her knees in the middle of the park for twelve hours, without any way to cover herself up.

She had to hold the objects, and there was no position with the rules he'd given with which she could cross her arms, or do anything to hide her chest. And even her pussy was easy to see thanks to her kneeling upright position.

And it wasn't like she could turn around, so for all she knew there were dozens of people already staring at her ass. Joy swallowed.

"Is- is all that necessary?" Joy said. "Is there no way to... speed things up."

"Rituals are meant to symbolise something," Davos said. "If they were quick it would mean nothing, like so much in your world."

Joy nervously glanced down, cheeks managing to get even redder as she realised precisely how she looked. Her pale skin, her bare chest, her nipples hard in the cold air... She stood out far too much. Anyone that came remotely near them would spot her.

She had to go through with it though, she told herself. Even if...

Oh god. How many people were going to see her naked between then and sunset?