She loves to have an audience

"An audience," she answered, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. Wait... Wasn't this mask supposed to make her tell the truth? Why had she said that instead of "the demon lord" as she'd predicted? Even the knight looked confused. She opened her mouth for just a moment, revealing her slightly sharp teeth, then closed it again, raising one finger. Should she continue? She didn't want to give the knight a chance to ask another question... Maybe this was a chance to mislead him and take control again. "Sex has been deeply unsatisfying with a single male- or female- in closed quarters. The truth is, although I can barely admit it to myself, I hate being out of sight all the time. I work very hard with physical exercise to maintain the shape of my body, even though I am but a sorceress. I would very much like to see people's reactions if I were to display the full range of my sexuality in a public place and offer it to their judgment."

The dancing knight clown had stopped dancing... the throng of people were beginning to walk past him. The other Mymphos had stopped as well and shared his expression. He shook his head, jingling his bells, then put back on his grin. "But whoooo? Who do you most want to serve?" he questioned, the right side of his mouth below his cheek twitching as he tried to wrestle the name of the demon lord out of her.

"I don't think it matters much to me. The largest crowd I can get. The more people who are watching me, the better I'll enjoy it," she explained, beginning to feel red creeping across her pale skin beneath the mask. Her chest, clad in that obscene gold bikini, had begun to rise and fall with quickened breathing. At first, she'd just been relieved to learn that she could talk without revealing her loyalty to the demon lord... but were these her real feelings? It didn't seem like the knight expected- or appreciated- any of the answers he was getting.

"Ha... ha ha!" Mympho laughed, for the benefit of the crowd that had begun to watch them as she now stood back, surrounded by only gold-suited clowns and none of her fellow dancers, being interrogated. He clenched his teeth hard and started again. "But whyyyy did you come here, Miss Palas?!" he spat, growing obviously frustrated.

"B-Because when I heard there was a parade, I thought I may have a chance to expose myself in front of a large number of strangers, or maybe even a chance to have sex in a public location, depending on the level of depravity," the demon in disguise responded, now smiling awkwardly as she released she was coming closer to doing just that. The more honest truths fell out from her mouth, the more she realized that the only escape from this situation was to follow her feelings that she had begun to honestly admit out loud. She crossed her arms at her breast and gripped each shoulder with her long-nailed fingers, feeling herself shiver.

The knight was becoming aghast as he saw his long investigation crumbling before him. The woman had spent so much time slinking in the alleys, meeting with shady characters... that was because she was a demon spy, right?! No... What if she was just a lewd slut?! Then... Then what about how she never attended church or praised the knights!? Was anyone in Merridan so callous, unless they were a demon in disguise?! No! It could be... If her sexual repression was really so strong, maybe she felt she couldn't be in public places like that without losing control!

All those wasted nights and resources! He was going to lose his promotion for sure!

Palas wondered which felt better: her newfound sexual expression or getting to see the knight's angry face, cursing his own stupidity and bemoaning his wasted month's of surveillance. It was hard to decide.

"Now... hold on," the knight growled through his smile, as the large crowd began to exchange confused murmurs, wondering why this part of the parade had stopped. His brain was working over-time, trying to decide how to salvage this situation. Of course... Of course! This could still work out! "Ha ha... Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Well, Miss Palas, that was all just one big convoluted joke! I told you I was here to make you happy, didn't I? And aren't you happy now that you've confessed your real feelings?" he questioned, beaming like a proper clown as he shook his head and jingled his bells.

"Yes," she spoke honestly, though she wondered at his intent.

He knew that if he hadn't rooted out his spy... He could always increase his standing another way. He'd take advantage of the current climate- and Palas', frankly, erotic form, which he could freely admit to himself was tantalizing, now that he no longer suspected she was a demon- to boost his own status! "... As my Mymphomaniac... Sorry, let me say it more plainly: nymphomaniac," he laughed, reaching out to place one big hand on her shoulder. "Don't you want to help ol' Mympho provide the best sex show we can give this deserving audience?"

Palas was tall, but she still had to look up to see into the knight's grinning face. She felt her shoulders shaking as she answered with a smile, which was lewdly widening in spite of her attempts to remain dignified. "Yes... I actually do...!" she admitted, now matching her tormentor's grin.

"Then let's get started...!"