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Chapter 6 by Rowenar Rowenar

What destination does Ava choose?

To the castle!

Ava’s gaze returned to the castle. That was her best bet, a good middle ground. There would be less people who could see her current state, but there would still be some way to clothe herself.

She was crouching, trying to survey her surroundings without drawing attention to herself. It took a huge effort of will to stand up again, even when she checked to make sure no one was near her. Being naked out in the middle of the country was not her idea of a good time.

If the castle was her goal, she had to circle around. She took a moment to psyche herself up, before she ran.

She took as wide an arc as possible, keeping her distance from the hamlet and all the people therein. Paranoid, she kept crouching at the slightest sound, spinning around in a **** attempt to minimise the number of people that saw her.

A handful of people were away from the village; she didn’t know what they thought they saw, whether they recognised a naked woman, or just saw an indistinct blur.

But somehow she managed to keep going, panting from the exertion as much as from shame, completing the long roundabout path to the castle. She crouched again, knees over her chest and arms hugging her legs close, doing what she could to c over herself.

The uneven stone wall rose in front of her. She looked up it, for the first time really taking in its scale. Ok, maybe the village might have been easier.

It also might have been more humiliating. This way she could avoid as many people as possible.

She just had to get up it. The wall was far from sheer, some bricks jutting out, some cracks forming; she’d been trained well enough that she was sure she could pull herself up a fair way.

And there! She could see a window, meant to let light in but certainly big enough for her. Chances are it was someone’s room too, so there was no need to scrabble about in the corridor.

The downside was she’d need to climb it. She glanced back, hoping no one else was getting any closer. She couldn’t cover herself when she was using both her hands and feet to get up.

But it wasn’t like she had any option. At least her boobs would be against the wall, so something would be hidden.

Gritting her teeth, Ava straightened and ran, jumping as she reached the wall and using her momentum to make a start. She came to a stop a couple of metres up, slowly, finding a better position.

There were handholds and footholds aplenty, to someone that knew where to look.

She waited for a moment, her front pressed close to the wall, unable to adjust her angle at all. Her legs were apart, both positioned on the footholds she could find, while her arms reached above her.

She patted around a bit, before finding another handhold and reached to grab it, pulling herself up a little way more.

Ava had made it a couple of metres more up before she heard the first:

“Hey! Look at that!”

She didn’t have to look back to know that she’d been noticed. The spread-eagled woman scrambling up the wall of a castle might not have been as subtle an approach as she wanted.

More voices gathered, staring up at her naked body. Ava found herself flushing, grip on the wall tightening as she could do nothing about it.

There was no using her hands; she needed them to hold herself in place. If she tried to cover herself with even one she’d either fall, or not be able to continue up.

One more step…

She found herself going slower. With the increasing number of people watching her, the catcalls and audible ‘appreciation,’ she trembled from the embarrassment of it. It took her far longer to find handholds when she was shaking.

She was bright red when she at last felt one hand curl around the window opening. She **** herself to not turn back, to focus on the wall and the handhelds, afraid of how many people she’d see watching her if she looked back.

There! Ava pulled herself up, rolling down inside the room. She quickly righted herself, taking on a posture meant more for fighting by sheer muscle memory. Then, remember her nudity, quickly crouched down.

It was certainly someone’s room, filled with finery and- Yes! Clothes! A bit flowy and feminine for her liking, but so much better than nothing.

Before she could move towards them, she heard footsteps pounding on the stone floor. She turned her head to face the door to that room.

Of course; so many people from the village had seen her - she flushed again – seen her naked climb, no doubt the castle guards had too. They’d be wary of an intruder.

Quickly, Ava surveyed the room. She had to find somewhere to hide, and fast!

Does she get caught?

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