Yea!

It took some time to count, but the count came out clearly in favor of Sadarth. They are scared. Sadarth knew that she was terrifying and that the people were afraid to cross her. Unlike the High Kingdom of Oloan, though she did not only wield fear. She had pride and power. But not clothes.

One last time, she made the fire speak for her. "Good. I leave you now. Put this city to order and begin to muster your strength. I will go to find you allies." The flame guttered out and Sadarth teleported back to her home. It had been a long day. The army of paladins and clerics was at bay, and she was thoroughly naked. But, she thought, no one saw me. She felt something as she thought that. Could it be disappointment? No. Sadarth was not going to be aroused by the thought of so many people drinking in her beautiful naked form. No, stop that! Sadarth ran over the mirror. Her perfectly-shaven loins were glistening. She tried to tell herself that she was simply aroused by her own reflection, but she could not fool herself so easily. She liked being naked and exposed.

The attention, Sadarth thought, I have always hidden myself, my body, everything about me, and now...

And now Kargath had taken away her ability to hide. She had to go out into the world, naked, and she found that she was enjoying herself.

She had many long days ahead of her, though.