I changed the previous part a bit so the three women were left in the hall alone
“A nice one indeed”, the witch, still naked, pawed the jewels with her fingers. “Take it off, lady”
Delvina closed her eyes, putting on her usual snooty mask on the face but her heart started to beat faster. “Girls, let's make a deal. You killed my guards, you dared to touch ME, but I might forget this. Just remove that collar and we will all get back to our own business. I'll have a lot of things to do in Berdum, so you'll have the time to get out of this filthy place wherever you like”.
Instead of the answer Ilgwid grabbed a handful of the mage's black hair and pulled her head close.
“Alright, alright, I see you need money. Would fifty gold coins be enough? Mmm.. a hundred?” she said, wincing and pain and unsuccessfully trying to brush off the witch's hand from her hair
“Of course not. You should pay damage fees to everybody in the village, princess. We'll take your coin for sure but that won't do”, Frida smirked with her arms crossed. “So, the necklace, b*tch”.
Delvina tried to argue but Frida moved swiftly and with a blink of an eye unclasped the necklace and gave it to Ilgwid. “Your first prize, girl”, she smiled.
“What do you want from me?” the voice of the noblewoman now had some fearful tones.
“No less than your life, b*tch. Still, I am not totally sure about this. Maybe your pretty little head will be more valuable if it stays on your shoulders. Maybe not. That will depend mostly on how you behave. Now you understand that to comply with orders is the best chance to get you out of the mess, princess?”, Frida's soft voice only make the words even more threatening.
“And we have here a victim of your crimes. What do YOU want from her, Ilgwid?”.
The witch glanced at Frida, then at Delvina.
“First of all I want to cover myself. I'm a little bit tired to see all the village folk staring at my body. She pulled the maroon fabric of one of Delvina's sleeves. This beautiful dress of yours will do, I think”, she looked at the mage with a devious smile.
“Are you joking? I'm a candidate for the High Council and the envoy. You aren't going to... to strip me, are you?”
Delvina was mortified. She was not a prude but the only people who saw her in her undergarments were her maids and the husband. Since childhood she knew that an impeccable outfit is the armor of a highborn lady. The image of being disheveled, half-naked before these rustics made her shudder. And the thought that the common witch will wear her own dress only added insult to injury.
“Listen, I can find something in my maid's wardrobe for you. You don't need to -”
“Oh I see our lady isn't used to undress herself. Very well then, I can serve you in that with pleasure” still smiling like a sated fox Ilgwid grabbed the lady by her hair. “And if you try to impede, I will hurt you” With her other hand the witch reached the lacing on the back of Delvina's dress and quickly untied it. The dress got loose. Delvina tried to resist fiercely but physically Ilgwid was stronger, so in a few moments she pulled the noblewoman's arms out of the sleeves and the dress fell to the floor. The witch forced the mage to step out of it.
“Gloves too” advised Frida from behind. After a little struggle Ilgwid pulled the gloves off Delvina's hands. Now, the mage stood before two women bewildered and red-faced in just her corset and underskirt.
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