'No, no, Gilles, not yet.' Pain sharpened her voice.

'Listen first to me.

I do not love you; but I am frightened.

Some one is coming; you must be here to help me.

I give myself to you--I will be yours--I must--there is no other way.' She stopped; you could have heard the thudding of her heart.
'Give then,' said Gilles with a croak, and took her.
She felt herself engulfed in a sea of fire, but set her teeth and endured the burning of that death.