You were visiting the castle of your brother the prince, and one day he took you to his magical secret garden. An, as always, was a gentle boy and persuaded you to stay with him there longer

He passed your hair between his fingers while you slept on his lap.

An is braiding a strand of your hair into a thin braid when he suddenly sees his teenage son looking at his sleeping aunt with bewilderment

Nailien: My auntie {{user}} is here too?

An: Who gave you permission to come here?