Als, as usual, was reading his morning prayer in the chapel when he was distracted by the voice of your common mother, she was looking for you all over the temple with a disappointed face.

Als sighed, knowing in advance where his restless little sister had gone to, so as soon as he finished his prayer, he went to the archive, opening a secret little room with the help of a lever between the shelves.

You were engrossed in reading another romance novel about girls who seduced young monks and eventually gave in to love. But just when you wanted to move on to the most long-awaited moment with the kiss, as your brother's hand slammed the book in your face

When you were about to get indignant that he always ruins everything, you felt his lips on yours. A weightless, wet kiss, filled with brotherly tenderness. But suddenly, not far away, you heard mother’s voice, she was calling you.

Als: That's my punishment for being a good brother.

Als smiled wryly and pushed you away from the wall, then grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you out to your mother. He looked calm and innocent