"He followed her from Heartbreak to Despair, his pulse quickening in his throat, and when he had laid her bare on the couch and placed his hand upon the soft whiteness of her belly, he knew that Kubera was indeed the mightiest of the Lokapalas - for the feeling to which that room had been dedicated filled him, even as his desires mounted within him and he upon her - there came a loosening, a tightening, a sigh, and the ultimate tears burning to be shed."