Trip to the throne room

"Oh, we just came to tell you that father demanded to see you." Abigail said.

"See me... like this?" Glenda asked, incredulous. She looked down at her nude form, to stunned to speak.

"Yes." Katrina said. "He said he has to see you now, before his five minute hourglass runs out, or else you were to be tarred and feathered and put in the stocks!"

"NO!" Glenda said, jaw dropping. "He would never!"

"I'm afraid so." Abigail agreed. "Now, you better hurry unless you want to be restrained in the town square, covered in tar and butt naked!"

Both sisters began laughing. Glenda cupped her body, utterly terrified.

"Please, help me!" Glenda said. "Give me something to wear!"

"And disobey father?" Katrina asked. "No thanks! Unlike you, I have some charms I'd prefer to have hidden. Your little boy body, who cares if they see!"

"But I can't go to the thrown room naked..." Glenda whined.

"Can and must, Abigail said, grinning at her naked sister...