Slink away in shame

Hilda's world faded out around her as she felt an immense tightness in her chest. She was aware that the others were still there, shouting angrily back and forth, but the sheer amount of shame, embarrassment, and anxiety over what had happened and what she had done... or nearly done... was too much for the poor woman.

She needed to get away from this. She wanted to go home. Go home and hide, and never look at or speak to Lord Hunkington ever again.

So, she did what any brave warrior in her predicament would do: She quietly crawled away naked, on her hands and knees as Jenny angrily shouted at (and possibly slapped or spanked, based on the sounds echoing through the trees) Hunk.

After her knees started to ache, Hilda finally worked up the energy to stand up, and pitifully started to stumble back home, one arm covering her boobs, while her other hand cupped her still-sticky pussy.

By nightfall (Hilda got lost in the woods several more times on her way home), the naked knight was standing in front of her keep. Thankfully, she was able to slink back in mostly unnoticed.

Only her loyal servant Sally, two guards, a couple of maids, a stablehand, the cook... ok, a LOT of people saw her naked that night, but the crestfallen Hilda was too distraught to care (and Sally would pay the staff a nice bonus to make sure they didn't gossip too much about this latest incident).

Instead, Hilda crawled into her big, soft bed, still dirty and naked, and went to sleep, hoping tomorrow would be better.