Bring her home

You exaggeratedly roll your eyes, before speeding yourself up. You untie her, scoop her up (unable to resist copping a bit of a feel), and race over to the mansion, setting her down inside.

Evellyn regains her awareness, standing before you in her room. She's still naked, but at least she's no longer bound. She curls her arms over her chest, giving you a mistrusting look.

"Enough fun with the harvest, get dressed and I'll see you at the 'flagon'."

Evellyn squints at you, as if she's about to say something, before some instinct tells her to glance over her shoulder. Her eyes widen a little at the sudden realization that she's standing right in front of her balcony, her bare buttocks visible from the streetside, and she quickly ducks past you into the interior of the room. By the time she turns around to look at you, you're already gone, evidenced by the curtains whipping in a gust of air.