She tries something else

Hilda rolls onto her stomach, arches her back, and starts grinding her pussy against the edge of the stone, loudly moaning as the pleasure washes over her.

She fantasizes about what it would be like if a man, or two, or three, were to step out of the crowd and take her, right there in the middle of the street while everyone watched her.

"Mmmm, yeah! Watch me everyone! Watch this dirty slut!" Hilda yells out loud, her eyes closed and her mind focused entirely on her fantasy and the pleasure she's enjoying, her hips grinding away as her breasts bouncing wildly. Her hair is a complete mess and her body is covered in sweat.

Maybe it would even be someone I know, like that horndog of a prince, or a fellow knight! Maybe it would even be a rival, like Lady Evellyn!

That last thought pushes her over the edge, and Hilda comes with a scream, gushing all over the strange stone slab. She lies back down on it, lying in her own juices, panting and gasping for air as she basks in the afterglow, her lust finally (if only temporarily) sated.