Patrice’s thin form contrasted with some of the fuller-figured women on stage as Veronica untied her and led her toward the stocks. (Patreon)

 More wiry than robust, Clarabelle had doubted her when she volunteered to serve in the town guard. She had proven herself in practice combat amongst others in the town, but, like Clarabelle and so many others, she had fallen far short when confronted by Rowena the Black.  “How’s this one so svelte in this town of cheesecake and sweet cream?” Vittoria asked, somewhat rhetorically.