Why not?

With a sigh, Alice looked at the dress wearily. The worst part was that she had no idea if this was some sort of joke made in poor taste, or if those two really believed that this was a suitable armor for female recruits. She really could see them sitting across from each other, brows scrunched in concentration as they debated the merits of showing skin. Maybe they thought this would distract the enemy? It wouldn't be out of the realm possibility for them. Honestly, she had no idea why Jamis hated the church so much when so much of their misogyny line up perfectly. Reaching out to touch the fabric, she felt the coarse leather and had to admit that the quality was high. All the more evidence to prove that this wasn't a joke or a bet made after too many drinks. Buffoons, the both of them, she thought to herself as she shook her head.

Still, it wouldn't kill her to put it on. Sure, Kurtis would definitely be staring at her ass, but that was an acceptable sacrifice. Besides, it wasn't like she was actually naked, and no one else would know of this. In fact, there was a tiny part of her that was actually a little giddy to try on something that wasn't a gown or a dress for once, since that was what ninety percent of her wardrobe consisted of. Perhaps with this, she'll actually be able to move her legs freely. Definitely something worth considering, if she ever wanted to be self-sufficient in a fight without Finley. It was unlikely to happen, but never impossible, and Alice liked being prepared for all possible outcomes.

"Fine," she replied casually, as though agreeing that the request was no big deal. "Door is over there. I will call you when I'm done."

Her tone of voice was as cold as winter, and it brooked no argument. Kurtis knew that this was not a fight he wanted to take, and he quickly left the room, leaving Alice alone in here. So naturally, the first thing she did was snoop around. As expected, there wasn't much of value, and hardly any incriminating documents conveniently laying around. She did find another pouch of gold though, which she eagerly tucked away into her pockets. Better it be put to good use by her than to have it be wasted on prostitutes.

Done with her cursory search of the room, Alice got to undressing, removing her dress and folding it neatly. Next, she carefully kicked off her heels before sliding on the tall boots, ensuring her delicate feet never touch the filthy floor beneath her. The leotard doesn't play nicely with her underwear very well, with the bottom being cut too high and the top being cut too low, so she had **** but to slip those off as well, tucking them with her dress. After some finessing and wrangling owing to her lack of experience dressing herself, she managed to get leotard on, and after that was just the accessories. The back wedged in between her butt cheeks tightly, and she felt like her tits would pop out the moment she bent over, and her first and final opinion was that this would make for a poor fighting uniform. It would certainly look better on a harlot than a genuine warrior, at any rate.

"I'm ready, you may return," Alice called out imperiously, determined not to be embarrassed by her state of undress. A second later, Kurtis comes back inside, and he's practically salivating at the sight as he circles her like a predator circles prey, burning the image into his retinas for the future.

"Wow! I must say, you look incredible!" He replies after doing a full 360 around her. Without hesitation, he reached out to give leotard an upwards tug, wrenching the fabric even further up her butt, resulting in a painful squeak from her. Turning around indignantly, Alice looked like she could **** a man purely with her glare, but Kurtis cut her off before she can even speak. "Now now, I was just testing the elasticity. After all, if soldiers are to fight in this, we'll need it to be perfect?"

"Fight?" Alice asked, steam practically coming out of her ears from her fury. "In this? Don't be absurd. This is nothing more than fetish fuel for your perverse little games, unless you admit that this is designed to get female soldiers assaulted. There will be no fighting in this, and absolutely no chance that this skimpy thing holds together for more than five seconds under stress!"

"Well that's why I had you test it out, didn't I?" Kurtis replied, unperturbed by her outburst. "I suppose showing off so much ass might give the wrong impression to our male soldiers. Oh well, back to the drawing board then. Feel free to keep this prototype!"

"I...ugh..." Alice grumbled under her breath, grabbing her dress and underwear before heading downstairs, leaving the general to his business. What a day. And now, she'll need Finley to help her get dressed again, as if things couldn't get worse...

Eventually, after she got herself dressed, Alice and her knight spent some time on the second floor, drawing and copying every single map that seemed to be of value. Even if she couldn't use this information directly, it would certainly be valuable to the right person.