"M-Manny?"

Frances couldn't believe her eyes as Devonia and her sisters crowded around her as a source of protection. Emmanuel's eyes softened and he smiled at his little witch and their chunky baby, Eliza.

"It's me, sweet pea.." he said, not taking his eyes off of hers. He could feel the fear and trepidation coming off of her and she was at peace surrounded by her sisters.

Samuel and Thomas stood next to him now and they smiled at Eliza and Frances.

"He's really here, Frances," Samuel told her.

"How?!" Kurt commanded from the podium as Alpha Chaos brushed passed Josette to demand the same thing.

"You're dead!"

"I was..." Emmanuel smiled, "Please let me speak to my...my..."

Frances stepped passed Devonia who'd shielded her and Eliza, "Yours.."

Eliza reached for her father as Emmanuel took the little girl from Frances's hold.

"My daughter..." Emmanuel smiled, letting a lone tear slip down his cheek, "Frances..."

He turned to his witch as she tossed herself into his arms, wrapping her limbs around Emmanuel and their daughter.

"How are you here?!" Frances sobbed, "I can't believe you're really here! I've prayed to the gods for this!"

Samuel and Thomas motioned for Devonia and the others to give them some space.

"I promise this isn't a trick," Thomas said, "Hear him out."

"I don't want to let you go!" Frances yelped, "Tell me you're not leaving me again."

Emmanuel smiled down at her, "I will tell you that and more."

Moving them to another area of the forest—not far from the watchful eyes of the woodlanders—Frances couldn't let go of him, even when Emmanuel peeled her away, albeit not something he wanted to do.

He held her hand as she took Eliza back to her bosom.

"I am so sorry I was gone for so long, my love," Emmanuel told her, "I was...I was very much dead."

"I watched you die...I held you as you took your last breath!" Frances said, "How did...they buried you! They burned your body!"

"And for a demon, that should be the end, but it wasn't for me," Emmanuel said, "I went to the Dark Realm where my father was waiting for me—along with other demons. I fought them—I fought hard, but I prayed to the gods to let me come back. I would give my entire life for the good of the Realm. I battled hard for this, but more so, I fought them back and they retreated. Once I was exhausted, I still didn't give up—not when I knew you were here with our daughter! One night, I felt an odd presence and the next morning I woke up in the Paradise Realm being tended to by my mother."

Frances gasped, "You saw your mother?! Oh, how precious that is!"

"Yes," Emmanuel smiled, "She was there...I know she was human and from the Outer Realm, but because she died here, she went there and I was able to finally tell her how much I wanted to be with her, but I wanted to be with you and Eliza more—so much more. She said the gods and oracles were convening on my behalf, which is rare, but you had changed my heart, Frances. Changed me for the better. They knew that."

"After a time there, I was placed into a sleep—a very peaceful slumber where I saw you and our daughter, but I felt your overwhelming sadness. I had to come home to you. I've been back for about a week or so....it's a rough journey between worlds."

Frances was speechless, but she was so happy. So happy to have Emmanuel back with her.

"You came back for me—for us," she cried, "You could have stayed in the Paradise Realm with no more worries or pain or worldly chaos, but you chose to come back. You chose us over a peaceful eternity."

"I love you, Frances," he looked to her and then to Eliza, "I love this child so much I would die a million times over and come back again and again if it meant I'd still be with the two of you."

He leaned in and cupped her face, kissing her softly on the lips as a moan escaped her. He missed that moan and as much as he tried not to get turned on at that moment, with people watching and their daughter an inch away, Emmanuel's cock hardened for his sweet pea.

Eliza cooed and grabbed Emmanuel's fingers, placing them in her mouth.

"Oh, she might be hungry," Frances blushed, as she motioned to her chest.

Emmanuel smirked, "I know I am."

"Well, you're still insatiable, I see," Frances smiled, "I bet you're still a tad bit naughty, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I wouldn't have you any other way, Manny—my love."

"Marry me, Frances," Emmanuel said, getting down on one knee and holding her hand, "Marry me and be mine for the rest of our lives. I want to be yours and you to be mine. I want to show you how you've changed me—even if I can be a little insatiable, as you say."

"Of course I will marry you, Manny," Frances said, "And I want to do it now. No more waiting."

Emmanuel smiled, "Your desire is my command."