“Whoa, really?" Janette faltered in her harsh manner at hearing that.

She hadn't quite expected them to go that far in their apology.

Realising she was letting the side down; she coughed to hide her shock and then rallied her inner badass. "In that case, you may inform them that we shall return soon.”

“Will you be naked?" the male asked, clearly thrilled.

“We might be, if you're very, very good to us," Lydia stepped up to his side and playfully drew her fingertips down the big orc's bicep.

“Excellent! See you soon!" With that, he happily turned around and, still completely blind, ran face-first into one of the posts holding up the tent.

Alarmed, the courtesans within all moved to help him, but it seemed that his excitement far outmatched his pain. He only cursed himself once before waving his arm about in front of him to find the exit of the tent to disappear outside. The female who had accompanied him gave a deep sigh and shook her head, forgetting for a moment that just because she couldn't see them didn't mean that they couldn't see her.

The moment that little fact caught up with her, she straightened up abruptly with her eyes still closed.

“Don't worry about it, darling," Lydia comforted her with a Little pat on the shoulder.

“We won't tell if you don't."

The orc smiled at hearing that, and offered them a respectful bow before turning and effortlessly sweeping out of the tent without opening her eyes.

“That was nice of them," Lydia said.

"I know! We're legit orcs for a night. I feel my biceps growing already." Janette Lifted her arms and flexed the biceps in question.

“That is nice," Lydia agreed with a nod. "But I meant that they kept their eyes covered whilst they were here. The male should have, but quite a few of them seem to forget to, and the female didn't have to at all. Yet they still respected our business. Gregory's clout must be impressive indeed."

“What business?" Janette asked.

“That we only get naked in front of others on our terms, and for excellent pay." Lydia flashed a hungry smile.

"In that case, let's get dressed." Janette pulled out the dress that

Gregory had brought her and wiggled herself into it. The thing fit like a second skin and the material felt absolutely wonderful to wear.

When she turned back after some slight adjustments to her hair to make it appear less wild, she found her friends had adorned themselves in their usual metal bikinis. They left the tent together to rejoin the party at the great hall.

“Hey, Janette?" Lydia asked.