Yes.

"Come in" you hear Fae call out, so you open the door and step inside. Your eyes go wide, and you barely even notice the door immediately shuts behind you. Sitting in front of her bed is a very naked elven woman. You immediately turn to leave, and you grunt as you walk face first into the closed door smashing your nose a little. You hear Fae giggling behind you, and you know immediately that Dawn had led you into a trap of nudity as you rub your sore nose. She was definitely a lot more devious then you'd normally suspect.

"Um...I'm sorry for interrupting your private time" you say as you try to hit the button for the door to open, but after hitting the button several times it wasn't opening. Another part of Dawn's trap no doubt.

"You are not interrupting anything. I promise" you hear Fae reply behind you. A familiar tingle travels up your spine, and you immediately feel more calm. At least until you turned your head to look back at her. You saw her stand up, and you were able to see the front of her fully nude. Her breasts were certainly small, but they seemed perfect for her. If your jaw wasn't hanging open you would have frowned seeing the scars along her malnourished body, but instead you clicked your jaw shut as you saw her pubic hair above her perfect slit of a pussy. You quickly looked away again, and you tried opening the door several times again with no success. You couldn't help seeing her naked body in your head. Even malnourished as she is you could see she was still beautiful.

"Is it my scars that make you retreat from me" you hear Fae ask you sounding sad. This time you do frown, and you turn around to face her. Similar to Diane you watch in slow motion as her eyes travel down your body, and her jaw drops slightly as her eyes widen. You look down to see your cock pitching a tent in your pants.

"Dammit Dawn" you whisper to yourself, and you quickly turn away to adjust yourself so your cock isn't so prominent any longer. Turning back around you see Fae smiling contentedly at you.

"I guess it isn't my scars, but why do you try to run from me" Fae asks you confused.

"Most people don't like someone they hardly know seeing them nude. I was just trying to...um..." you start to stammer for the right word.

"Protect me again" Fae answers for you.

"R-Right...protect you from, I don't know, being embarrassed I guess" you tell her "but you don't seem to mind nudity it seems" you add.

"This is my body. Why would it embarrass me" Fae asks.

"It shouldn't. You have a great body...I mean...anyone would find you attractive...that isn't what I mean. I don't mean I find you attractive, well no...I do find you attractive. That was probably obvious, but I didn't come here to tell you that. I came here to see how you were doing, and now I'm stammering like a idiot, and I'm having a hard time stopping myself from talking...even though I don't really know what else to say" you reply rambling. Fae smiles, and with a flourish of movement, almost like a dance, she covers herself with a blanket from the bed and smirks at you.

"Better" she asks as she sits down on the edge of the bed.

"I would prefer you do whatever makes you comfortable" you reply knowing you are sending mixed messages.

"A compromise then" she says letting the sheet fall from her shoulders to the bed "I am only half nude now" she chuckles and gestures for you to sit with her.

"If only all compromises were so pleasant" you reply as you walk over to the bed. You notice your nerves have subsided as you sit down. She smiles up at you making your stomach do a little twirl.

"So you wanted to know how I was doing" she says and frowns slightly "in truth I don't really know. I have never had this much freedom before...at least that I can remember. It is hard for me to accept it. I don't think I know how to be free. Even now it would be more comfortable for me if you just told me what to do" she says staring at her hands. You reach over and grab her hand with yours. You can tell she feels unsure about your gesture of kindness.

"You have been a **** for a very long time. Little steps will be how you regain your independence. I think at least. Things like sleeping in because you are tired still. Correcting someone when you know they are wrong. Asking for help. Things that may have resulted in punishment won't any longer, so take your time getting used to it, and go as slow as you want to. In fact taking your time with it might be the hardest part of it" you tell her.

"Perhaps" she says as she stares at your hand holding her hand.

"In my opinion though, you are most likely going to adapt rather quickly" you tell her after a moment to break the silence.

"Why do you believe that" she asks.

"You have been a **** for a very long time, which is terrible, and I wish I had found you sooner, but the fact that you are capable of any independent thought at all tells me you have a remarkably strong mind and will. Plus you are already well on your way" you tell her.

"How so" she asks you clearly curious.

"Well, as an example, you asked Dawn to have a room to yourself. That may be because you were alone as a ****, and being around fifty plus other free slaves would be hard for you, but you still asked for help none the less. That had to take some courage to do. I know it would for me" you tell her, and she smiles shyly.

"Maybe...it is like nothing I have experienced before, but I am grateful for it. Um...I know you are curious about me being an elf. I don't know anything about elves, but instead of that...are their any questions about me you'd like to ask" she asks shyly. You can tell she's changing the subject a little bit, but you figure that is ok.

"Um...well, let's see. Let's start with something hopefully simple. Is Fae the name your parents gave you, or is it what was given to you by...uh...by the first person who...um..." you start stammering as you panic about calling this a simple question.

"By the first person to buy me" she asks smirking.

"Right...did they name you Fae" you ask her "and if so do you remember your name your parents gave you" you ask still sounding a little nervous.

"Fae was the name my first master gave me. I...I don't remember the name my parents gave me. Any time I tried using it he would punish me with the collar. Maybe if I would have been a little older when he bought me I would be able to remember, but I wasn't...so I can't. I would like to know it, but I actually kind of like my name now, or rather...I'm kind of used to it I suppose. I've found that I like hearing people call me Fae when I like the person, so I have been, um, enjoying hearing you say my name" she says blushing slightly.

"I'm glad you like hearing me say your name, and I'm glad you are ok with your name in general it seems. I will have to ask the others, but I believe the slaving guild records a slaves original name as well as their, um, current master...but my point is that when I go to take out the slaving guild to destroy those records I could try to find your name...would you want me to try" you ask her.

"I...I...I wouldn't want you to put yourself in danger for it...but, if possible I would like to hear you say my real name" she says looking up into your eyes with hope. You almost want to pull her into a hug and swear you will get it done for her, but you smile back at her.

If I can do it without putting the mission of destroying the records in jeopardy then I promise I will do that for you" you tell her trying to sound confident. She smiles slightly and looks away blushing more then before, and you feel a sense of further purpose sink into you. People who were freed from slavery deserve to use their real names, and some, you assume, will be like Fae where they don't remember their real names. You were going to have to discuss this with everyone to see if there would be some way to copy the registry, so you could give people their real names back. Fae looks back up at you and tilts her head, and you realize you'd just been sitting there lost in thought.

"Sorry...I was just thinking about the future. I do that a lot lately. Um...getting back to something simple, hopefully, what is your favorite food, or if you don't know that, what is a food you've always wanted to try" you ask her, and you smile seeing her grin up at you.

"Fruit. Any fruit. Especially if it is sweet, but sour or tangy is good too. I want to try all of the fruits" she replies excitedly before frowning slightly "It was very rare for me to get much of anything besides what ever was left over, and fruit was never left over or given to me. I was once given a fruit by a servant who was kind to me. I don't know what it was called, but its outside was hard with poisonous spikes, however the inside was incredible. I want to eat that fruit again" she explains excitedly.

"It's called Backa. Oddly enough it was one of the first fruits I tried when I got to this world" you muse lost in thought about meeting Remi right after you'd eaten that fruit, and you smile slightly that you were even able to remember the name of the fruit, but your smile fades immediately when you suddenly realize what you just said. You look down at her tilting her head at you.

"That's...a discussion for another time, but I promise to let you know what I meant when I said that. Um...let's see, what else do I want to know about you? Hmm...ok, if there was any sort of craft or hobby you'd like to try what would it be" you ask her quickly changing the subject. She looks you up and down clearly more curious, but then you can see she accepts she isn't getting more from you for now, and she starts thinking about your question. You feel a little relieved you didn't have to explain how you got to this world to her yet, though you knew it would be coming soon.

"Um...I remember very little of my father and mother, but I do remember my father was a blacksmith. He told me that one day he'd teach me how to weave magic into metal, but...that didn't happen, but I've always wanted to learn how to be a blacksmith. Would that be possible for me to do here" she asks sounding like she thought you would say no, or possibly just say maybe to her.

"I don't see why not. We're going to need blacksmiths here, and truthfully I've always thought blacksmithing knives and things like that was pretty interesting. We'd need to get some muscles onto those arms of yours though" you say stroking her arm. The moment you stroke her arm you see goosebumps form on her arms and shoulders, and then she shivers slightly as her eyes turn lustful. She stares into your eyes for a moment before she blinks her eyes looking away from you abruptly, and you see her blushing again.

"T-Thank you...I would like to at least try it...just to...to feel a little closer to my father" she replies sadly.

"We'll get it figured out for you. At the very least the Amazon's have blacksmiths, so you can go there to learn from them if you would like" you tell her.

"Would...would you go with me" she asks.

"Not always" you reply and she seems saddened by that answer "But I tell you what. How about the first two or three times you go to learn from them I go with you. Then I can watch you learn and maybe try my own hand at it, and when you learn the basics we'll get you set up here, and then you can teach me what you know. We'll be a blacksmithing duo" you tell her. She smiles and nods her head happily, and you immediately feel good about making her smile again.

"I do have another question now though" you tell her, and she looks up at you waiting for your question "Your father said he'd help you weave magic into the metal. Does that mean you can use magic" you ask her, but she frowns.

"Yes and no" she says. When I was growing up as a **** I learned how to do some magic. Nothing big...just lighting a candle with my finger, but my master was not pleased when he found out. He said it made me dangerous, but he didn't explain more than that. He...well...in the end he had another spell put on my collar. If I try to channel magic through me it activates the pain spell on my collar. So I haven't tried to use magic after trying a few times. The tiniest amount of magic I channel triggers the collar at a high level of pain that lasts a few minutes" she says sadly. Her answer was certainly interesting. Not the collar part, though that was certainly bad, but you needed to find out a little bit more.

"Did you find a book that taught you how to light a candle with your finger, or did someone teach you how to do it" you ask her.

"No...I just wanted some light one night, and I found I was able to do it" she replies slightly confused as to your line of questions. However, your eyes widen slightly at her answer. You were definitely going to have to talk with Dawn and Nadine about this soon. Did that mean Fae was intuitive like you were, or was it less exciting than that in that all magic users can cast such simple spells innately? You smirked knowing you were going to be seeing them tonight anyways, so you'd ask them then.

"Is my answer surprising to you" Fae asks you clearly curious by your reaction.

"A little bit. I need to talk with Dawn and Nadine about it, but you might be quite special. Maybe at least. My knowledge of magic is limited, so I need to find out more before either of us get our hopes up. On the topic of your collar though, I am going to be removing it" you tell her. Her eyes go wide, but she frowns quickly.

"That isn't possible though" she tells you.

"It is actually. I can remove spells. I have removed several spells from objects already. So I am confident I can remove the spell keeping your collar on, or everyone's collar actually. What I can't do yet is remove you from the registry of slaves, so it is kind of just to remove the hunk of metal around your neck for most people, but in your case once I remove your collar it will allow you to use magic again. Then if you are magically talented you can learn from us, and then possibly weave magic into metal like your father did. Does that sound good to you" you ask her. She stares blankly at you for a moment, but then you see her eyes start to water, and she surges forward to hug you. You smile wrapping your arms around her as well, and the two of you just hold each other. After a moment of hugging it doesn't escape your notice that Fae is still naked, and glancing down you can see her blanket has shifted. You can see her legs are open, and you can see the tuft of her pubic hair, but from your angle you can't quite see anything more. The thought, however, is enough to start making your cock grow again, and once again you can see a tent starting to form in your pants. You close your eyes trying to think of anything else, but you hear Fae start to giggle, and you can see she is looking down at your crotch.

"I seem to have a reoccurring effect on you" Fae says pulling back from the hug.

"Uh...yah...you kind of do. Sorry" you reply as you adjust yourself again. You look up to see Fae staring blankly at the wall, and you bet you know why.

"Bad memories" you ask her as you grab her hand again. You can see grabbing her hand brought her back to the present, and you were glad to see she didn't tense up this time. Instead she squeezed your hand tighter.