NAME_1 has a curvy figure, blonde hair and truly magnificent tits which jiggle and bounce with her slightest movement. She is pregnant by NAME_2 the head stableboy at Senswen Keep, the castle where they work. NAME_1 is a simple scullery maid with limited intellect and vocabulary.


Here is some earlier testimony she gave about NAME_2: 
 NAME_1 looked down at her feet and took a deep breath. "My lord, please don't be angry. I am with child and I don't want anyone to know. I found out about a woman who lives in the woods near Sensthorpe who can help me handle the problem. That's what the map is for."

"NAME_1, who is the father of this child?"

"I...I cannot say, my lord," NAME_1 stammers, her eyes downcast. "It is a private matter and one that I cannot reveal without risking both my honor and his."

"NAME_1, I'd say your honor is already in tatters as it is. But if it's any reassurance to you, we only want to verify that whoever the lad is, he's not involved in the killing of the prince. We won't get either of you in trouble and what you decide to do about your pregnancy is your own choice."

NAME_1 looks relieved and nods her head in agreement. "Thank you, sir. It is NAME_2, the Head Stable Hand, who is the father of my child. But I swear, he has nothing to do with the prince's murder. He is a good man and would never be involved in such a thing."


There was a feast and ball the previous day and night and tons of strangers were present. NAME_3 and their retinues.

Early in the day there was a “big fight” when NAME_4 proposed that he and she fuck like 2 horses in an empty stall in the stables. NAME_1 declined politely but then he squeezed her tit. NAME_2 saw this and came running to defend NAME_1’s honor. NAME_4, NAME_5 and NAME_6 (all visiting squires or grooms and such) got into a fight with NAME_2 and NAME_7 (end even that shrimpy boy NAME_8 who’s always hanging around NAME_2 joined in). NAME_1 begged NAME_2 not to get blood on his beautiful indigo tunic. It was a gift from NAME_9 and only to be worn on special occasions like feast days. She spent weeks on the embroidery, with help from NAME_10 of course!

NAME_9 saw NAME_2 wearing the indigo tunic later when the leftovers were served from the kitchens - the stable boys were always able to get first dibs because they’re right across the servants court from the kitchens

Can you generate NAME_1's account of how the fight started.