The Search Goes Awry

"Hold your arms up and to the side." The guard ordered from behind her. To which Malon shortly complied.

She inadvertently held her breath as the guard began to pat at the sides of her torso. She felt like he was getting a little too handsy around her chest region and she squirmed at his touch. He began to run his hands down her hips, until he stopped.

"Is there something wrong?" Malon asked.

The guard hummed. "I think I'm feeling something here. Can you confirm again that you aren't carrying anything on your person."

"Everything I have is in the cart." Malon said, confused. "I don't know what you'd be feeling."

The guard grunted, "Well, there's only one way to be sure. I'm going to have to ask you to strip down so we can perform a more thorough search."