She wants to play it cautious

"Let's see how this plays out," the naked, muddy knight declares as Jennette saunters through Hilda's ancestral home.

After a few moments, Hilda and Sally quietly decide to follow after her, but keeping their distance to ensure they can still run away or hide if things get bad.

"Hello? I say, hello?" The bossy tax collector shouts.

No response.

"Must be sleeping. Or drunk," Jennette declares. "Probably passed out drunk like the lazy and shiftless woman she obviously is."

"Hey..." Hilda says, clearly offended by the insult, before Sally can shush her.

Jennette is utterly fearless as she struts through the bare stone hallways, sneering at the lack of décor.

"Ug, so tacky!" The judgmental woman declares. "Exposed walls are so last year. What kind of noblewoman would let such a travesty like this stay?"

Hilda blushes at the accusation. Sure, she was cursed, robbed naked, and left utterly destitute, but still, to have this upstart indirectly insult her not once, but twice(!)... it wounds her already trampled pride.

Jennette turns the corner, shaking her head in utter disgust. "Another room utterly bare!"

She's standing in what used to be the library. Now it's been stripped to the stone. "This place looks like a rummage sale!"

The tax collector just stands their scoffing as Hilda and Sally hide in the hall. Hilda is huddling against the corner of an, admittedly cold, stone wall, while Sally sweetly clings to Hilda.

The smaller girl's arms are wrapped around the larger woman's soft tummy, making it bulge and jiggle (much to Hilda's embarrassment). Sally's hard nipples (it's cold in here, honest!) rub into her mistress's back while her thick, full bush tickles the knight's bare bum.

"Sally..." Hilda starts to say when a booming voice makes the two naked woman shrink in fright, and Jennette nearly jump out of her clothes.

"May I help you?" Says the familiar, feminine voice.