A little pink girl.

It has been about 48 hours since you were locked out of Selas' room, and you barreled over the demon that Grimmsby sent to you on your way there. Once you get there, he gives you a quick once over to make sure you're presentable for his Mistress before knocking.

A little girl, looking about four or five years old, with bright pink skin and her hair in small pigtails, wearing a cute dress opens the door, and looks up at you with familiar looking eyes. "Who is it sweetie?" you hear Selas' voice coming from somewhere inside, snapping you out of your shock.

"It's a bunch of stones and a... I don't know, Mommy," the girl replies, tilting her head to the side, studying you with curiosity plain on her face.

"'A bunch of stones and'-, oh! Grimm! Sir!" Nanny Mara says, coming from the other side of the door. The little girl quickly hides behind her long skirt. "Young Mistress, the bunch of stones is Grimmsby. I told you about Grimmsby before haven't I? He's my friend."

Smiling the best he can, Grimmsby raises his hand and gives her a small wave. The child frowns deeply for a moment and then smiles and waves back. "And the other one is a human," Nanny Mara continues, smiling warmly at you. You catch the almost too quick glance downward from her before she composes herself. "Your mother might be best to tell you who he is. Shall we, gentlemen?" she asks, picking up the girl and motioning with your head to follow her.

As per usual, space and physics have no meaning anymore, as you walk through the door and into a full apartment within your guest room. Inside the interior sitting room, you see Selas, as slim as she was before she conceived, focusing intently on her attempts at knitting, which looks incredibly difficult to do with her wingtips instead of her fingers. Launching herself out of Nanny Mara's arms, the girl flaps her tiny wings furiously and with great effort, manages to slowly fly over to Selas. "Oh, that was so quick sweetie!" Selas cheers, catching her before she falls, and nuzzling her nose with her own. "You're going to be such a little speed demon, aren't you?"

"Mommy, stop that!" she laughs, before turning and pointing in your direction. "Look, look! Nanny said that that's a Grimby and a hooman!"

Selas cocks her head for a moment and follows their finger. When she sees you, a warm, affectionate smile comes to her face. "Yes. Yes, that is a human, sweetie. And that's a very special human." Walking over to you, she stands in front of you, proudly holding the child up. "Olenia, this is your Daddy."

Hearing those words hits you like a ton of bricks. And as you stand there in stunned silence, you study the girl's features.

The resemblance is uncanny. "Mommy, what's a Daddy?"

"Well, a Daddy is like a Mommy," she answers, "and is someone who takes care of you. And takes care of me."

Your eye twitches and your fingertips tingle. "Mara, Grimm, could you both please take the girl into the main house for a minute? I need to have a word with Selas. Privately." you growl through a tight jaw. Taken slightly aback at your request, they falter for a moment, but Selas doesn't seem to mind. Handing her daughter over to Mara, she follows them to the guestroom door and tells her daughter to have fun exploring her father's home.

When she returns, she finds you in the same spot, shaking intensely. With a sultry chuckle, she approaches from behind and runs her hands down your front. "She is beautiful, isn't she? I can't wait to make the next one too," she coos, tickling your earlobes with the tip of her tongue. Her fingers creep further down and takes in the feel of your cock in your trousers. "There it is. Ooh... mmm... after being apart for so long, I'm sure there's something you'd love to give me."

Oh, she's definitely going to get something.