You follow the knight, who is down to her underwear

The knight runs down the streets clutching herself, and you follow from a distance. She tries to avoid the big streets and runs down alleyways, but can't avoid being seen by passerbys as she tries to make her way home. She voices her embarrassment, squirming and squeeling through the streets in her tight black underwear. At one point she runs through an alley, only to have to run past a young boy playing there. The boy is clearly excited to see this fit young lady running towards him in her scanty underwear, which pushes up the swell of her breasts. As she passes him he can't help but giggle and pull her panties, letting them snap against her ass and eliciting a humiliated yelp.

“That's expensive, hands off!”

Finally, she gets to the mansion house she was looking for. It's surrounded by a high garden wall, and its heavy wooden gate exits onto a street. The knight hesitates for a moment, squirming, and then leaps out of the alley towards the door. She has no hope to avoid being seen now, as this street is an artery for foot traffic, and while it's not busy there are plenty of folk about.

She runs to the door, immediately receiving jeers and catcalls when onlookers notice her. You catch some of the comments.

“Oh my goodness”... “What’s this now!?”... “Clauss, look at that noble finery there!" ... "Who does the lady think she is running around dressed like a harlot?" ... "The lady must've lost a hell of a stripping game of cards at the palace!"

Groaning in frustration, she pulls the doorhandle of the small door set within the larger gate doors, but it doesn't gave way. Futily, she pulls and pushes, but it's locked. She takes her hand off her bra and instinctively her hand quests around her thigh, before realizing she no longer has her key, or pockets to keep them in, because you stripped her nearly naked. She lets out a humiliated moan, realizing a small crowd is forming behind her.

“This is a nightmare!”

She desperately tries to cover herself, spinning around in utter embarrassment while shifting her arms about, looking for something, anything, to cover up with.

"Damn, noble parties must be wild"... "Told you them half-elves don't deserve status like that".. "Look at em jiggling!"