Give her the peasant's clothes

"Let me at least give you what you were after."

You disappear from view. Evellyn feels a tug behind her back as the ropes give way and fall to the ground, and a few seconds later she hears a sharp girly shriek coming from further away in the grain fields.

Out of sight, at the distant source of the sound, the previously smug peasant girl shrieked as she suddenly realized herself to be without a stitch of clothing, after a sudden gust blew past. Bare-breasted and bare-buttocked, she spins about in confusion and consternation, trying to adequately cover up with her hands and failing miserably.

You reappear near Evellyn, and toss the bundle of peasant clothes at her feet.

"To the victor go the spoils."

"I didn't win.." Evellyn mutters under her breath, reaching for the clothes.

"No, but I certainly did and I got to look at a lot of spoils. See you at the 'flagon'!"

Evellyn looks up with a flustered grimace, but you're already gone. Awkwardly, the proud knight starts covering her nudity with the peasant rags, and then shuffles towards the town.