You and Kara. Anything beyond that is just too dangerous to all of us at this point, at least if I’m involved. I can’t be a hypocrite, though. So ...whatever happens between the two of you is between the two of you. Tell me if you wish, or don’t. But I can’t be part of it.”Everyone was silent for the rest of the time in the sauna, and then we each showered individually. We went back to my room to get dressed.Joyce finished quickly and straightened up, “I’ll go home now so you two don’t have to. I would need your permission, as we Fae always keep faith with our friends,” the Fae answered me.“Which amendment is that?” I probed a bit.“That you can change actual history, but if you do, you and those who share Fae inside them will be unaffected by the changes. Why? Because you are Fae now. The nature of Fae, and now our hosts, is inherently protected from adverse consequences, trust me on that. Sound good?” the Fae informed me.“Works for me. How about this, then? Instead of freezing time. Even the slave have more rights than you, as there's at least laws to prevent the worst of abuses being committed against them.The non-humans are even worse. What few Elven species you've encountered would never bother to talk to you. The Dwarves see you as a commodity and little more. You've never met any fairies or nature spirits, but you know they wouldn't give a shit about you. The only ones who don't look down on you are Orcs, Goblins and Giants, and most of them are barred from entering. Turning away, we quickly started talking about something else to distract ourselves, but inside, I was still savouring her sweet taste.After a while, we got out of the tub and went to the living room to relax. Our conversation had ironically turned to the philosophy of ethics. She was arguing that her concepts of right and wrong were atheistic despite being loosely based on Christian morals. My rebuttal was that neither right nor wrong existed outside human thought and that the fact that she.