Well thank the Goddess it wasn't the King who came brash and boldly stumbling into Irina's chamber uninvited, while she was....practically immodest, and also Irina was with absolute relief that it was not those two idiots either who crashed through the door, the fat and loudmouthed Pindel and his lanky and dimwitted companion Versetti. She had already given those numbskulls a free show, unexpectedly of course, and like ever would she do that again. But of all the people to have seen her nude, of all the people to have entered her chamber, abruptly interrupt her relaxing afternoon bath, and of course....gaze upon her while she was disrobed....why oh WHY did it have to be Crystal?!

She would not remove the towel once from her damp, glistening skin as her eyes only stared widely at the back of a rather bashful Crystal's head, who was so kindest to shut the door and deadbolt it at least for her unclothed attendant. Of course, Irina couldn't help but wonder what strange and obscure imaginings must be running rampant amidst the Princess' frazzled mind, especially after catching quite the eye-full of the knight without her armor....or anything else for that matter. thankfully Irina's sapphire hair was long enough to cover her nearly exposed bosom, the long locks heavy with dampness clinging tight to her pale and somewhat radiant complexion, enough to at least coyly censor some of the woman's nude figure....well...except for [i]one part[/i]. 

[i]I can't believe this just happened![/i] Already Irina was shaking her head in utter disbelief of the scene that had just occurred, still pondering on what her lady might be thinking of her this instant. Yes they were slowly becoming close, especially with that whole sleeping in the same bed for one night, but for Crystal to see Irina naked....no! That's considerably too close for the knight, to close for comfort to be precise! "I...I shall do so, M'lady. T-thank you." Shakily and ever hesitantly did she respond to Crystal's soft voice, asking of the knight to make sure her door was locked....to avoid situations such as this. "And...I'm terribly sorry you had to see me as such, but next time....could you possibly be a bit more...courteous and knock." Again her cheeks were blushing, not as intense as before, but enough to at least consider her still embarrassed by the Princess outright barging in on her.

Twas funny to her though, the thoughts that came to her mind as she carefully dropped the towel from her body, making sure beforehand that the Princess wasn't looking upon her anymore and that her face was towards the wall opposite of her attendant. Yes Irina was a woman with nothing to hide at all, and surely she didn't have to make such a fuss about another girl seeing her naked, for Ginger, her supposed maid, was one who quite often had viewed upon Irina being disrobed.....and now that Irina had thought of it...she would often get these..bizarre, almost languid, long stares from the girl...which disturbed her a little. But besides that, she had to wonder if next time around she would be more....comfortable with the Princess seeing her nude....or maybe if.... [i]No! No of course not! That's incredibly licentious and crude! I would never consider such of M'lady! However......I do admit she is lovely....her soft, amethyst eyes....her pale skin.... Ah! What am I doing?! Away with these lecherous thoughts![/i] Avalon may have been more relaxed when it came to such attractions to other women, but in Alegasia, the moral standard was much higher, most nobles and common alike viewing any attraction of the sort....as deeply wrong. Still...Irina couldn't help but feel such an attraction, though physical, to her lady. Nothing wrong with admiring another woman's beauty, was there? 

Giving a brief, rigorous shake of her head, as if to jar the insecure notions from her mind, she slipped on her chainmail and surcoat, tying her hair back into a ponytail as always and adjusting her swordbelt before donning her gauntlets and greaves. She was starting to prefer this outfit alot more instead of having to go through grudgingly the meticulous process of pulling on her armor piece by piece and checking vigilantly every belt and fastener was tightened to the utmost cinch. And at least in this chosen and breathe-ably light attire, her movements weren't so cumbersome and sluggish, so in the event of any sudden and disastrous circumstances, she would be able to rush to her lady with ease. "Okay M'lady. You can look now." A gruff clearing of the woman's throat to gain her Princess' attention.