blue Lion's outfit

As the battle raged on, Edelgard's determination only grew stronger. She clashed swords with Dimitri, their blades flashing in the sunlight as they exchanged blow after blow. But despite her valiant efforts, the tide of the battle began to turn against her. Felix, the Blue Lions' skilled swordsman, landed a critical hit on Ferdinand, sending him stumbling back. Edelgard's eyes widened in alarm as she rushed to her teammate's aid, but it was too late. The Blue Lions had already gained the upper hand, and their victory was all but assured.

As the Blue Lions' victory became apparent, Dimitri's face lit up with a triumphant smile. He raised his sword in the air, and his teammates cheered, their voices echoing across the battlefield. Edelgard's eyes narrowed, her jaw clenched in frustration. She glared at Dimitri, her gaze burning with a fierce determination. The air was thick with tension as the two house leaders locked eyes, the outcome of the battle hanging in the balance.

Felix, still grinning from his successful attack on Ferdinand, approached Dimitri, clapping him on the back. "Well done, Dimitri! You really showed them who's boss!" he exclaimed.

...some of the clauses of the agreement she was not aware of were: that the loser would have to wear the winner's house colors for the entire week, and that they would have to address the winner as "master" or "mistress" for the duration of the bet. Edelgard's eyes widened in horror as Dimitri revealed the terms of the agreement, a sly grin spreading across his face. "You should have read the fine print, Edelgard," he said, his voice dripping with amusement. The Blue Lions erupted into laughter, their teasing cries echoing across the battlefield. Edelgard's face burned with humiliation as she realized the true extent of her defeat.

Edelgard's face burned with humiliation as Dimitri's words hung in the air, the weight of her defeat settling in. She felt a surge of anger and frustration, but she knew she had to swallow her pride and accept the terms of the bet. With a stiff nod, she acknowledged Dimitri's victory, her eyes never leaving his face.

Dimitri's grin only grew wider as he savored his triumph. "Excellent," he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "Then it's settled. For the next week, you'll wear the Blue Lions' colors and address me as 'master'."

Edelgard's jaw clenched in resentment, but she knew she had ****.

Dimitri's eyes sparkled with amusement as he handed Edelgard a small bundle of blue fabric. "Your new attire, mistress of the Black Eagles," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Edelgard's face burned with humiliation as she took the bundle, her fingers brushing against the soft fabric. She knew that she had **** but to wear the Blue Lions' colors, but the thought of donning such a revealing outfit made her stomach twist with anxiety.

With a deep breath, Edelgard began to undress, her fingers trembling as she removed her armor and clothing. The Blue Lions watched with interest, their eyes fixed on her as she stood before them in her undergarments.

As Edelgard's fingers fumbled with the laces of her undergarments, her face burned with an intense mixture of embarrassment and resentment. The Blue Lions' eyes seemed to bore into her skin, their gazes making her feel like a specimen on display. She could sense their amusement, their teasing grins and snickers, and it only fueled her anger. With a deep breath, she pushed aside her emotions and focused on the task at hand. She slipped off her undergarments, revealing her toned physique, and reached for the Blue Lions' attire.

As Edelgard's fingers made contact with the soft, blue fabric, she felt a shiver run down her spine. The outfit was even more revealing than she had anticipated, and she couldn't help but wonder if Dimitri had chosen it specifically to humiliate her. The knee-high stockings were made of a thin, translucent material that seemed to glow in the sunlight, and the pasties that were meant to cover her breasts were tiny, barely concealing her nipples. The pasty that was meant to cover her pussy was equally small, and Edelgard felt a surge of anxiety as she realized that she would be exposing herself to the entire Blue Lions team.

Edelgard's hands shook as she held the Blue Lions' attire, the soft fabric slipping between her fingers. She could feel the weight of the Blue Lions' gaze upon her, and she knew that she had **** but to comply with Dimitri's demands. With a deep breath, she began to dress, her cheeks burning with embarrassment as she pulled on the knee-high stockings and adjusted the pasties to cover herself.

The Blue Lions watched with rapt attention, their eyes following every movement of Edelgard's body as she dressed.

As Edelgard finished dressing, she felt a sense of mortification wash over her. The Blue Lions' attire clung to her body, accentuating her curves and leaving little to the imagination. She could feel the weight of their gazes upon her, their eyes roving over her exposed skin like predators sizing up their prey. Dimitri's smile seemed to grow even wider as he took in the sight of her, his eyes gleaming with triumph.

Felix, ever the provocateur, couldn't resist a parting shot. "Well, well, well," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Look at you, Edelgard. You're practically glowing in those Blue Lions' colors."

As Edelgard finished dressing, she felt a sense of mortification wash over her. The Blue Lions' attire clung to her body, accentuating her curves and leaving little to the imagination. She could feel the weight of their gazes upon her, their eyes roving over her exposed skin like predators sizing up their prey. Dimitri's smile seemed to grow even wider as he took in the sight of her, his eyes gleaming with triumph.

Edelgard's heart raced as she stood before the Blue Lions, her body clad in their revealing attire. She could feel their eyes on her, sizing her up, and it took every ounce of her self-control not to cover herself. Dimitri's grin was infuriating, but she knew that she had **** but to accept her defeat.

"Well, well, well," he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "You look absolutely stunning, Edelgard. I must say, I'm quite impressed."

Edelgard's eyes narrowed, but she held her tongue.

"Welcome to your first assignment as a Blue Lion, Edelgard," Dimitri said, his grin still wide on his face. "I hope you're ready to get your hands dirty."

Edelgard's eyes narrowed, but she held her tongue. She knew that she had **** but to accept her defeat and play along. "I'm ready," she said, her voice cold and clipped.

As soon as the words left her lips, Dimitri's grin grew even wider, and he let out a low, amused chuckle. "Excellent," he said, his eyes glinting with mischief. "In that case, let's get started. Your first assignment as a Blue Lion is to... dance."

Edelgard's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with confusion. "Dance?" she repeated, her voice laced with skepticism.

Dimitri nodded, his expression unrepentant. "Yes, dance. You see, we're hosting a recruitment event tonight, and we need someone to... liven things up. And who better to do that than our newest, most **** member?"

Edelgard's eyes widened in horror as she processed Dimitri's words. Dance? In front of a crowd? Wearing this... this... outfit? She felt a wave of panic wash over her, her mind racing with the implications. She was a warrior, a leader, not some sort of... of... performer.

Dimitri's grin seemed to grow even wider as he took in her reaction. "Ah, come now, Edelgard," he said, his voice dripping with amusement. "It's just a little dance. I'm sure you'll be... enlightening."

Edelgard's face burned with humiliation as she realized that she had **** but to comply.

"As Dimitri finished speaking, Edelgard nodded slowly, her mind racing with a mix of shock and humiliation. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was Dimitri really suggesting that she allow the new recruits to touch her inappropriately while she danced? It was outrageous, demeaning, and completely unacceptable.

But Edelgard also knew that she had ****. She had lost the bet, and she had to abide by the terms. She couldn't back down now, no matter how much she wanted to.

"Fine," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

As soon as the words left her lips, Dimitri's grin grew even wider, and he let out a low, amused chuckle. "Excellent," he said, his eyes glinting with mischief. "In that case, let's get started. Your first assignment as a Blue Lion is to... dance."

As Edelgard stepped onto the makeshift dance floor, the music began to pulse through the air, and the crowd of new recruits cheered and whistled. Dimitri's grin seemed to grow even wider as he handed her a pair of maracas, his eyes glinting with mischief.

Edelgard's face burned with humiliation as she took the maracas, her mind racing with the implications of what she was about to do. She was a warrior, a leader, not some sort of... performer.

The music grew louder, and Edelgard felt a surge of adrenaline course through her veins. She raised the maracas, and the crowd cheered again, their eyes fixed on her.

As Edelgard raised the maracas, the music reached a fever pitch, and the crowd surged forward, their eyes fixed on her. She felt a wave of heat wash over her, and her face burned with humiliation. She knew that she had to dance, but she had no idea how to do it without losing her dignity.

The recruits seemed to sense her hesitation, and they began to chant, "Dance, Edelgard, dance!" The words echoed through the hall, and Edelgard felt her resolve crumble. She took a deep breath and began to move her hips, the maracas shaking in time with the music.

As Edelgard's hips swayed to the rhythm, the maracas shook violently in her hands, the sound echoing through the hall like a primal scream. The recruits cheered and whistled, their eyes fixed on her with a mixture of excitement and curiosity. Edelgard's face burned with humiliation, but she refused to back down, her pride and determination driving her to see this through.

She took a step forward, her knee-high stockings gleaming in the light as she moved. The pasties covering her nipples seemed to shimmer, drawing the attention of the recruits like a magnet. Edelgard's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with the implications of what she was doing.

Edelgard's hips continued to sway to the rhythm, her movements becoming more confident as she danced. The maracas shook violently in her hands, the sound echoing through the hall like a primal scream. The recruits cheered and whistled, their eyes fixed on her with a mix of excitement and curiosity.

But as the music reached its crescendo, Edelgard's mind began to race. She couldn't believe what she was doing, dancing in front of a crowd of strangers while wearing this revealing outfit. It was outrageous, demeaning, and completely unacceptable.

As Edelgard's hips continued to sway to the rhythm, her movements becoming more confident as she danced, she felt a hand on her breast, then another on her thigh. She looked down in shock, her eyes widening as she saw two recruits, a boy and a girl, reaching out to touch her. She could feel their fingers on her skin, groping and grabbing at her inappropriately. She felt a wave of anger and disgust wash over her, but she knew that she couldn't stop now. She had to see this through to the end.

Edelgard's eyes flashed with anger as she felt the recruits' hands on her skin, but she didn't dare stop dancing, not now, not when she was so close to finishing. She gritted her teeth and continued to move her hips, trying to shake off the unwanted touches, but the recruits' hands only seemed to grow bolder. The boy's fingers brushed against the edge of her pasty, sending a shiver of revulsion down her spine, while the girl's hand slid up her thigh, her fingers digging into the fabric of Edelgard's stockings.

The recruits' hands continued to grope and grab at Edelgard, their actions becoming more brazen by the second. The boy's fingers brushed against the edge of her pasty once again, but this time, he didn't stop. With a quick flick of his wrist, the pasty came loose, revealing her bare pussy to the crowd. The recruits erupted into cheers and whistles, their eyes glued to her chest.

Edelgard's face burned with humiliation, but she refused to let them see her break.

Edelgard's eyes widened in horror as she felt the cool air on her exposed skin, and she instinctively tried to cover herself with her hands, but the maracas still clutched in her fists made it impossible. The recruits' cheers and whistles grew louder, more frenzied, as they surged forward, their faces twisted with excitement. Dimitri's voice boomed through the hall, "Bravo, Edelgard! Bravo!" as he applauded along with the others, a wide grin spreading across his face.

The boy who had removed Edelgard's pasty reached out to touch her again, his fingers brushing against her inner thigh, making her skin crawl.

The boy's fingers inched closer to her most intimate area, and Edelgard's heart raced as she tried to think of a way to escape. But with the crowd pressing in on her, and Dimitri watching with a look of amusement, she knew there was no way out.

As the girl's fingers made contact with the pasties covering Edelgard's breasts, a surge of adrenaline coursed through her veins. She felt a sense of trepidation, knowing that she was on the cusp of being completely exposed. The girl's fingers closed around the edges of the pasties, and with a quick flick of her wrist, they came loose, revealing Edelgard's bare breasts to the crowd.

As the pasties fell away, Edelgard's breasts were exposed to the crowd, her nipples hardened in a mixture of shock and embarrassment. The recruits' cheers and whistles grew even louder, their faces twisted in a frenzy of excitement. Dimitri's grin seemed to grow even wider, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he applauded along with the others.

Edelgard's face burned with humiliation, her eyes scanning the crowd in a **** search for an escape. But there was none, only the sea of faces pressing in on her, their eyes fixed on her exposed breasts. The boy's fingers were still brushing against her inner thigh, sending shivers of revulsion down her spine.

Edelgard's face burned with humiliation as she felt the cool air on her exposed skin. She couldn't believe what was happening. She had been **** to dance in front of a crowd, and now she was completely naked, with her breasts and pussy on display for all to see. The recruitscheers and whistles grew even louder, their faces twisted in a frenzy of excitement. Dimitris grin seemed to grow even wider, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he applauded along with the others.