She stays awake all night long.

Dawn slowly but eventually came, signifying the start of a new day.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!" The sound of knocking on her door, roused the tired and sore elf from her rough and uncomfortable bed.

"I'm coming in!" The merchant Thomas announced, blazingly strolling into Allisa's roon, carrying a bag in his arms. The merchant wore a big lewd grin on his face as his eye ate upon the nude form of the elf princess.

"Urgh!" Allisa attempted to cover her nude self, but unfortunately the merchant had already memorised the sight of her nude body. "Get out!" She shouted, her lack of goodnight sleep greatly affecting her mood.

"Morning! I hope you've had a good night sleep!" Thomas the merchant grinned, ignoring the elf. "Your task for the day is to enchant all those items you decurse the previous day. I don't care what enchantment you put on them. As long as you increase their sell value and be done in the afternoon" The merchant dictated his orders for Allisa today, Allisa merely grumble unable to find the energy to do much else.

"Oh, I also took the liberty of acquiring you some clothes. Don't thank me too much" He dropped the bag on the floor, next to her bed. "Your expensive dress would attract too much of the wrong attention around these part" The merchant quickly laid out his reasoning without letting Allisa the chance to object. "Another thing you stand out far too much. Chet would notice you a mile away. So once you finished your enchanting we're going out somewhere" The merchant winked before confidently exiting the drowsy elf's room.

The elf put her face into her hands and groaned "Urgh!". Already, Allisa was slowly started regretting her situation but her desire to enact **** against Chet was too great. With a great level of spite, she obeyed the merchant's desire and open the bag of clothes he left her.

"I hate you" she glared at the lewdly grinning merchant, who did not waste anytime before oogling the scantily clad elf woman.

The clothes the merchant gave her, were clearly spare clothes he no doubt accumulated from the various whores and loose women he certainly acquainted himself with over the years of his adulthood. The only reason Allisa wore the clothes, excluding the reasons about her family dress, was the clothes despite being previously worn by women of poor repute were clothes did not chafe or made her feel uncomfortable in her own skin, like her family's dress did.

'There's a lot of unhealthy ideas behind that' Allisa mentally concluded about herself.

Of course how did Allisa know these were the clothes of a whore. The dress she's currently wearing, the skirt barely reaches her knees, her bosom exposed in such a way to draw in all eyes and perhaps worse of all the dress was thin enough that one could easily gleam detail about the body underneath the dress. Fortunately Thomas did include underwear, unfortunately they were meant for whores as well. Lacy, see-through and thin. Allisa felt exposed and incredibly sexualised, even though she was fully clothed, but her desire to inflict great harm upon Chet clouded her mind and judgement.

'As long as I can wring my hands around Chet's neck, it will be worth it' The violent thought sprung inside the elf's head. Anything to reach her goal, even to suffer even greater humiliation.

Fueled by her anger she completed the task the merchant set out for her by noon, much to his glee and surprise. She enchanted the item with minor helpful charms and enchantments, useful little items for people to buy.

"That's absolutely fine" The merchant grinned "Well since you finished early. Let's help you get one step closer to that bastard Chet, yes?"