He took her fingers in his hand, and brought them to his mouth and kissed them, then turned her palm to his lips. Felt her trembling, as leaves did in wind. Heard her say, very faintly, music, “Will you do me harm?” Alun opened his eyes. She was a silver shining in the wood, beyond imagining. He saw the trees around them and the summer grass. “Not for all the light in all the worlds,” he said, and took her in his arms.
