She'll be occupied with a few pussies, too. Very few people 'win' the challenge, even the ones that bite down on twisted rags as improvised gags.
With only a mildly disapproving look, Debra the ever-vigilant organizer has a small bath set up for people leaving the orgy, to wash off the lube.
(A few people cheat her 'payment', figuring she's rather busy and not actually letting go of their coins in a bit of sleight of hand, or being very quick to try to hide the fact that they're only holding one coin, or pulling away from her and jerking off when they get close so she doesn't make them cum.)
Meanwhile, Elizabeth is boring and ordinary and unimportant. Magically so. The Wind of Shadow has seen to that. She approaches Alectai's wagon, thinking about how to get a peek inside. The man himself is carefully reading and taking notes, occasionally consulting a miniature abacus.
But when she leans against the wagon, something seeps into her - energies that had been building up in the wood suddenly crossing into her body. The Wind of Light thrumming uncomfortably through her, she startles and jumps as the ulgu mesh of Take No Heed abruptly dissolves. It's not directed, but whatever he's transporting is obviously in there, and obviously leaking considerable amounts of Light energy. Dangerous.
Recognizing the sudden guilt for spying and the desire to go out and bless the local plant-life or confess her worry to Alectai as Light influence pushing her towards her ingrained moral instincts, she shakes it off with a shudder. After a moment's consideration, she spends a few minutes drawing out the Light energy and introspecting after letting it affect her.
...It's undirected, not doing anything in particular, as best she can tell. Hysh magic is often called Light magic, but it's not the same thing as 'true' Light energy. This stuff is even harder to grasp than Hysh, and she never received any specific training for it. But she feels pretty sure that whatever the mysterious object does, it's not working on her through the walls. Maybe it's 'just' a powerful source of Light energy. A holy artifact, many would call it. Churches seem to like the Wind of Light.
She could go up to Alectai and tell him about the leakage, offer to contain it for him before it gets worse. Maybe she could find out more about the artifact that way... But, wait, that's stupid. She has to be very careful, given that murderous shapeshifters are around. What if one of the caravan workers is one? What if Alectai is one? ...He's probably not, or they wouldn't have had to hire him, but she can't rule out someone having infiltrated the caravan rank and file. She doesn't know them.
So she just goes to bed instead, tossing and turning with worry, and finds Ameron in the morning.