Bel strode out of Emma's mother's house with his daughter strapped in her carseat, a significantly heavier diaper bag, and extra gifts for Emma, himself and Luci. In turn, he had left an envelope on the table, containing the title and keys to Emma's car, and the remaining money from her bank account, plus a little extra for good measure. He was quite sure Emma wouldn't mind. He purposefully marched down her drive until he was out of sight and then let his body fade from the human plane. He deposited everything inside the front door of the manor and quickly scooped his daughter out of the seat. With a gentle wave of his hand, she was dressed in an outfit more befitting her status as the child of a god, the pure white gown and gold circlet making her look even more angelic than she did
