Nope.

Well, now she has a mess on her hands. If she tells people about this they'll probably be really mad at her, maybe it's illegal, making people so badly they're not people at all, and certainly she'll be under more suspicion - she could leave town but the trip was not pleasant at all and she doesn't want to make it again and she wanted to learn whether any of the people planning to make wizards succeeded -

She takes Asmodia's hand. Does Asmodia walk or is that too hard when you're a not-fully-made person.

Asmodia does not walk exactly but will rebalance if tugged.

She should figure out what she's going to do but actually instead she's going to take a couple of minutes to be full of despair.

She can, of course, still do this. This is still a very valuable resource. Even if all it can make is healthy young people with an aptitude for wizardry but no starting spells it's a valuable resource. 

But - but the thing she had been looking forward to was making people who weren't broken. Who weren't mostly stupid stuff that'd need scraping away. Who didn't do things like waste time for no reason, become obsessed with themselves at the expense of things that really matter - didn't sit in their room crying because something didn't go their way -

She can make people who are more productive and more easily managed than Chelish people but she can't make a different kind of people who Asmodeus doesn't need to remake.

That's very melodramatic. She can't do it yet. The first naive try didn't work. She doesn't even know for sure that that was the problem.

She lies there for a while. She decides what to do.

She should try again. Without the free will part. She needs to know whether that's the problem. If this time works, then she will have a co-conspirator, and it'll be easier to figure out what to do next, and all won't be lost even if she is arrested and executed or something. If this time doesn't work then she has to hide or fess up to or flee before discovery of two bodies. ...she'll just flee, she thinks. Leave the room locked and get on the next ship out. She won't be able to come back to this city but there are lots and lots of rounds, and she hates the ships but that doesn't matter.

So there is nothing to lose. She wants Asmodia. Looks like -  looks exactly like the one standing there, the looks part came out fine. Doesn't have the long list of things people sometimes have wrong with them for no reason. Devoted to Asmodeus, to the cause of building a better world where people do valuable things and prefer to do valuable things and enjoy and draw strength from doing valuable things, unlike this world where most humans care about and obsess over and squander themselves on things that don't matter unless forced or threatened into doing the valuable ones instead. Very high wisdom. Good at research, good at understanding people, easy to work with, ruthless but not sadistic, patient and tolerant of repetitive tasks, as long as they achieve a larger goal. Only pragmatic sorts of preferences about food and clothes and environs and so on.

Waking up already aware of why Carissa made her, and glad to be made, and inclined to immediately inventory herself and offer her best guess about whether it worked. 

HAS THOUGHTS. That part is very important. HAS ALL NORMAL HUMAN COMPETENCIES SUCH AS THINKING AND ACTING.

And she tries again.

Asmodia II appears. She blinks. She collects her clothes, looking thoughtful, and puts them on.

"The real test of whether I've come out all right," she says conversationally, "is of course whether our lord thinks so, so the first order of business is going to be hours of prayer unless there's some immediate matter you didn't orient me to... like that," she says, glancing at Asmodia I. "And for future reference I think you could have stood to make me with more local common knowledge, or did you attempt that and it didn't come through?"

She feels a rush of relief so strong she nearly starts crying, which would be embarrassing. "No, I didn't, I'm sorry. Next one, I guess. - uh, what happened with her is I tried you without free will and it seems like that cannot be done, at least - not naively, not the way I tried it. Our lord - might be able to explain better what it is - let me know if you need anything -"

"Perhaps without free will we... wait, until filled with the will of our lord," she says, "and he hasn't taken her up, possibly because she can't pray to attract attention. I don't need anything right now but if He doesn't want her we will need to be rid of her in some way."

" -  that makes sense." It's really nice to have someone else around who has more sense than her about this kind of thing. It's really really really nice not to be alone. And maybe once Asmodeus notices them He'll be able to use Asmodia 1 after all, which is a relief - kind of surprisingly so. She'd planned her for so long that it hurts for her to be here, now, and apparently empty. And if people without free will work fine after all...and she was having that whole crisis about it, how idiotic. It is very obviously a consequence of her not having enough faith in Asmodeus and Asmodia will be so much better at that. "If He doesn't want her I can figure something out."

"I think in the future we should look different. If I'm recognized as you, or as her, it may affect my reception if it was unlawful for you to have made her."

She's so smart and Carissa has so many feelings about this, all of which Asmodia would think are dumb because that is how she was designed, to be better than Carissa at the task ahead of them. She nods. Writes it down. Local knowledge, varied appearances.

"And I don't think there was any reason not to try to make me a wizard. People do both. I think that's it for a first pass of critique. I'll pray now but of course you must interrupt me if anything more important comes up." A small, purely social smile, and she goes and finds the most suitable place in the hotel room to kneel.

Carissa is in love.

Maybe she should mostly make people who are not distracted by dumb human things and make, like, one, who is, since she can't change herself and in hindsight has spent the last several months incredibly lonely. 

She reads through her books and takes notes and - now that the whole world isn't lost if she makes a mistake - starts sketching out some magic research. - it turns out she has also missed magic research really badly. It feels like coming alive, a little bit, to get back to work on it.

Asmodia I eventually pees on the floor.

She can use magic to clean that up.

Asmodia II is deep in prayer and does not appear to notice any of this.

Because Asmodia II is wonderful. Carissa is a proud parent. Of her second child. The first one is admittedly not her best work. She hopes Asmodia II is right and Asmodeus can still use Asmodia 1 somehow. 

She goes back to spell research.

Eventually Asmodia II says, "Did you try praying?"

"A little bit. Do you want me to try too, in case that's louder or anything?"

"Yes."

Then she will try to lose herself in - devotion, the burning desire to fix the world and make people worthy of Asmodeus in it - as loudly as she possibly can.

Eventually Asmodia II hmmms and asks Carissa to go get them something to eat and try to figure out if it was illegal to make Asmodia I (or for that matter Asmodia II herself, because Asmodia II did not begin with knowledge of how much due diligence Carissa did).

"You're legal. I will try to figure out about her."

She goes out and buys dinner and goes to the most sensible of the bookstore proprietors she was briefly employed by. "I made a mistake and I need advice."

"What kind of mistake?"

"I made a person that should've been allowed, healthy and wanted to be alive and competent and everything, but I tried to give her a trait that some people had back where I'm from, a kind of - fixedness, they change less than other people over time, we call it not having free will, and I must've done it really wrong because she's not there. Doesn't talk doesn't answer doesn't move can't walk. I pinched her a bit to see if she would pull away from pain and nothing happened."

"...people where you're from sometimes don't have free will?"