Lucina hid her face on his breast, and he held her so, looking out over her fair head at the wood.

His mouth was shut hard, his eyes were full of fierce intent of combat, as if he expected some enemy forth from the trees to tear his love from him.
For the first time in his life he realized the full might of his own natural self.

He felt as if he could trample upon the needs of the whole world, and the light of his own soul; to gain this first sweet of existence, whose fragrance was in his face.
The strongest realization of his nature hitherto, that of the outreaching wants of others, weakened.

He was filled with the insensate greed of creation for himself.

He held Lucina closer, and bent his head down over hers.