She can come along, but she might regret it.

You shrug. "Okay, fine. But I'm telling you right now elves can be mean little bastards, so don't say I didn't warn you."

Evellyn makes an excited mini jump, and walks over to a nearby cabinet on which lies her sheathed sword, which she attaches to her belt.

"It'll be great, don't worry!" She's awfully excited. You wonder if maybe she doesn't get to engage in actual action much, on account of her court duties, observing the dull pageantry day in day out. Her enthusiasm almost makes you feel bad for what you’re about to do. Almost.

She tells you to wait on the street in front of the mansion, and you pretend to do so but you’ve got other plans in mind. Carefully staying out of site you follow her out to the stable at the rear of the property.

Evellyn whistles jauntily as she selects and saddles two horses. You crouch in the shadows until she has them both fully tacked out, then pounce, your lightning fast fingers going through the increasingly familiar act of stripping Evellyn down to her birthday suit.

Stuffing her armor and clothing into her saddlebags you take a quick glance around the stable, mentally inventorying the items you’ll need. First you bind her arms behind he back with a leather strap, then lift her carefully onto the saddle of her horse, positioning her feet inside the stirrups. Next you find a couple leather strips and bind her ankles tightly to the saddle harness so she can’t fall off.

Taking a couple steps back you smile indulgently at the frozen knight nude atop her steed. A good look but maybe you can make it better. You buckle another harness around the horse, just behind the saddle, then grab a long thin strip of leather and tie the end of it tightly around Evellyn’s braid, close to the roots. The other end you loop around the harness and pull it taut, forcing the knight into a straight-backed, chin up position that puts her tits prominently on display.

You take another moment to assess your handiwork approvingly. Obviously Evellyn tied naked to a horse is going to be a splendid sight under any circumstances, but there’s an artistic quality to the pose you’ve **** her into that you can’t ignore. Sitting ramrod straight in the saddle, nose pointed into the air, she has the haughty yet disciplined posture of the perfectly noble knight. This contrasts delightfully with the humiliation of her actual situation. A brief flash of inspiration strikes, and you decide to buckle her swordbelt back around her waist, completing the image.

Just need to decide if there’s anything else you want to do before you bring your masterpiece before the public.