They love it

The crowd cheers at the sight of Hilda's exposed, pendulous, and slightly sagging breasts.

The half-naked knight stands there in confusion for a moment, until she feels exposed air on her rapidly hardening nipples.

She looks down and then squeaks in surprise. She presses her hands against her exposed jugs, mashing them in an unintentionally erotic manner as she looks at the crowd and blushes.

The patrons think its part of the act and hurl their praise and coinage upon her.

"Dawww, she's so shy!"

"What a great performance!"

"I almost believe it myself!"

Hilda sheepishly grins out at the crowd, the only thing between her feet and head a tiny little scrap of metal dangling over her increasingly wet pussy.

Her heart pounds in her chest and the butterflies are going crazy in her soft, adorably cute jelly belly.

I... w-what am I supposed to do now?

As if on cue, the crowd begins to chant.

"Dance! Dance! Dance!"