The two sisters retreated hastily to the baths, where the maids had drawn a bathtub with lukewarm water waiting for them. Both women submerged themselves in the tub, scrubbing the cream away from their bodies.
A little screen was placed to protect their modesty, as if there was any left after their disastrous fight with Min. Two skirts hung over the screen, they were the last formal dresses the sister´s had packed for their visit to the Prince.
"Ugh, what a disaster," Arieta said, sinking into the tub until everything below her nose was submerged. Her hair formed a golden halo floating in the water around her head. Only her knees and feet poked above the surface of the water.
"I think that jester is out for us," Corsica replied. Unlike her younger sister, she was sitting down on the tub, scrubbing a bar of soap against a stubborn piece of cream hanging from her left nipple.
"Yeah, she´s completely focused on us! She didn´t even bother to prank any of the other guests, not even our dear sister!"
"Ah, there." Corsica finally managed to dislodge the last piece of cream from her torso. To keep the cleaning going, she grabbed her sister´s smooth leg and began to scrub a wayward piece of pie with her bar of soap.
"Hehe, that tickles!"
"Indeed. It´s seems like Daurica made a deal with the clown," Corsica kept the conversation going. "We should teach her a lesson about family loyalty when we get back home."
"But until then, what are we going to do with the jester? There´s no way we can seduce the prince if she keeps throwing pies at our faces!"
"We´ll have to deal with her."
"Ooooh, you are going to deal with me? Is that like an euphemism for killing? You know, like criminals say?"
"What?!"
"SHE IS HERE!"
Min´s head was poking out from above the little divider. She stuck her tongue at the sisters while snatching their dresses. The sisters looked at each other for all of a second before scrambling out of the water to chase after her.
"After her!"
"You'll never catch me! I need your clothes for my cozy little jester nest!"
With the two naked sisters in tow, a still bottomless Min turned a corner and sprinted out of the baths. She could hear the not-distant pitter-patter of two pair of bare feet slapping the ground behind her. The two sisters were close, their gaze fixed on the ass bouncing up and down in front of them.
The two naked sisters chased Min across the stone hallways of the castle. Their wet feet almost slipped on each turn, water falling from their naked curves and leaving a trail behind them. A few maids gasped as they saw three bare asses in quick succession pass right in front of their eyes.
The duo was relentless, stopping for nothing and no one. While running, Corsica even managed to grab an axe hanging from the wall. She kept swinging towards Min whenever she was close to her. The jester looked behind her and gulped.
Seeing an erstwhile dignified noblewoman swing an axe in her birthday suit like an out-of-control berserker was usually a funny sight. But it was hard to appreciate the fact when said axe was aimed squarely at her back. Min pushed herself to speed up in the final dash, her objective was within sight.
Min ran into the banquet hall with the two sisters in hot pursuit. Their hair was wet, their skin shimming with water, and they were still butt naked. The whole court erupted into laughter watching the final scene of the Jester's prank.
"Wait sis, look at where we are!" Arieta tried to plant her feet on the floor to brake, but since they were still wet, she slid a couple of inches on the stone tiles. She then pulled Corsica´s arm, forcing her to come to an abrupt stop as well.
The two sisters stared at the mocking court like deer caught in front of a galloping knight. The creme of the crop of the kingdom, everyone who had the King's ear, were all staring at them. At their naked bodies being paraded like circus animals. Gossiping at how they were outsmarted by a bottomless fool. This wasn't something they were going to forget soon. They were going to be the laughingstock of the castle for who knows how long...
The two sisters quickly hugged each other for support, their faces acquiring a red hue. Arieta's slim arms covered the nipples of her sibling´s voluptuous chest, if barely, while Corsica raised her leg to spare her little sister the indignity of exposing her hairless crotch.
"Let's grab our clothes! Where is that Jester?"
"Look, over there in that … nest?"
Min was underneath a table which was covered in fabric and clothing. She had made a little tent out of all the garments she had raided from the room of the two nobles.
"Couldn't she have grabbed a pair of pants out of that nest?" a courtier commented, still staring at Min's pale behind.
"Eh, you know how crazy jesters are."
"I think she is just too caught in the moment to realize that´s an option…"
"Get back here jester! I'll split your head open in two!" Corsica walked forward towards the nest, holding the axe over her head with menacing intent.
"Eeep!" Min attempted to crawl out of the back of her little nest, but to her surprise, she had built the walls a bit too sturdy in her tent, and was unable to push thought. Corsica was standing right above her. Min looked up and gulped. She prayed that the noblewoman´s considerable chest would not be her last sight on this world.
Luckily, before Corsica could unleash her fury on the cowering buffoon, the prince stepped between the two women to put an end to the altercation.
"Stop. The jester is due to her routine as we nobles are our fiefs. You can't harm her."
"But our clothes, my lord! We also can't stay naked at the banquet!"
"Why ever not? I already told you that a noble's body is nothing to be ashamed of. If it will make you girls more comfortable, I can also remove my garments." The prince said as he began unbuttoning his shirt.
"Sure, you do that-" Corsica slapped the back of Arieta's head. "Oww, what's that for?"
"Imagine how the King will react if he finds out we are the reason his son spent a whole banquet naked? He would finally have the excuse he needs to forbid our marriage outright!"
"Oh. Err, n-no, my liege, we wouldn't dream of it! Please keep your shirt!"
"If you insist." The Prince buttoned his jacket over his chiseled abs to the groans of most of the feminine members of the royal court and four gentlemen. "Well, then. Will you lovely ladies join us for the rest of the banquet?"
"Err, spend the rest of the banquet naked? In front of the whole court?!" The two sisters looked at each other and shook their heads.
"I-if you'll excuse us, our liege, I think our early meal disagreed with our stomachs. We feel a bit sick."
"Bet you have a whole swarm of butterflies flying on your stomach," Min commented with a smile.
"So, I think it's best if we excuse ourselves for the meal. With your pardon," Corsica instinctually bent a knee, her fingers going to grab a dress that was no longer there. Noticing that she couldn't finish her curtsy, she awkwardly bowed her head and turned around.
With red faces and thumping hearts, the two sisters turned around and walked out of the hall as dignifiedly as they could, their behinds swaying with their hips. When they were sure the prince couldn't see them anymore, they broke into a sprint and went back to their room.
Min crawled out of the nest to see the two off. The middle Peony sister watched them leave with a big grin on her face. "And to think I didn't want to come. This is the best banquet ever!"
"See? Told you my system would work. I'm ready to take on the world!" Min said, also smiling.
"Ermm, you sure about that? Arent aren't you going to go put on some pants first?"
"Huh?" Min looked down, and then all around. In all the excitement, she had forgotten she was going bottomless. And without the two other naked girls, her little buns were now the target of the court's sight and ridicule. The realization spread across her face with a red blush. "Eeep! I g-guess the system still has some kinks to work out..."