Evelyn had thought she had worn enough revealing outfits to last a lifetime...which is to say the one set of skimpy armor had been more than enough for her. But she wasn't in control of the outfit and had to play along. Her own proportions were not exactly small either, and she did find things to be a deliberately tight fit as she squeezed into the clothing while Haley explained things to her. She was no stranger to strict rules, although the military and religious rules she had dealt with only had passing similarity with these rules. It was starting to look like she was more there for Master Gandrev to show off than to actually do work, but that was only her suspicion.<br/><br/>Once she was fully dressed (well, as dressed as she could consider herself to be) she watched Haley cleaning up the bathroom. She moved to help where she could, but since she didn't know exactly how things she be she mostly would follow whatever lead Haley would set, including getting out of the way if her help was not needed. She found herself examining her own uniform, making sure it looked good just like Haley warned her. She felt strangely lewd like this, the cool air on her bare bottom reminding her of her lack of undergarments.<br/><br/>But eventually all the preparations would be complete. Evelyn really didn't wish to go, but she wasn't about to back out now. She just had to hold on to her courage and hope that the Master wouldn't demand anything too...exotic of her. Evelyn finds herself hustled to the carriage, to be seated with some of the other maids....her fellow workers now.<em>"It's not going to be that long...I can do this. I must do this, or all will be lost. Goddess, give me strength"</em>she said to herself, a silent prayer as the carriage took them through the city gates and her eventual fate...