You come out of the bushes and head over to the now silent elf woman. You wave a hand in front of her face only to find her unresponsive.
"Hello, Ms. Elf? Can you hear me?"
In a dry, lifeless monotone voice she replies, "Yes, Master."
"Haha, it works," you said with a grin. "That's right I'm your master now. Tell me your name."
"I am Tisha Neriyarus, a High Elf from Syva Edhil." You are very certain you sacked that city during your evil days. It was very difficult as it was the capital of the high elves' kingdom, and you regard the memories of all the goblin, demon, and elf blood flowing in the streets making blood golems as one of your worse memories.
"Syva Edhil is still a thing?"
"Not anymore, Master." She droned. "One human year ago it was destroyed by a force of darkness, and I believe I am the only survivor."
"So no family or friends left?"
"No."
How disappointing. You could've gone for using the enslavement spell on any daughters or female friends of hers. But that's okay. You and can help Tisha have a new family. You can see her belly swollen with your children as little half-elves run around. Maybe you can give Tisha a few slave sisters while you're at it. However, her being a mindless drone isn't going to help raise any children.
Option #1: Condition her to think of herself as your property before giving her free will back.
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