“Every time I’d called her up previously,” Amanita said, her ears folded back, “I-I’d been unknowingly stripping her of her free will. She’d been ecstatic to see me was because the spell said she should be. She’d been agreeing with whatever I said because the spell said she should. A-and I’d been t-trapping her in her own mind w-without a care in the world. The only difference between enthralling somepony and what I’d been doing to Lily was that Lily didn’t have her body to live in.” Her voice was full of contempt, probably directed at herself. “I apologized as best I could, promised to never call on her again, and let her go.” She managed to smile. “That’s a promise I’ve managed to keep.”