Having to flee from your home city as an infamous thief, you turned to the capital city of your kingdom.Despite your new surroundings, your kleptomania perturbed.

The guards of the kingdom are even stricter here, if possible. They caught you stealing from a bakery and now chase you. Breathing turns into pants and the sharp pain in your side hits you. You’ll be caught at this rate if you don’t hide.

You turn a sharp corner into a grand looking temple and smash your lips against a random bystander to disguise yourself from the guards. The man is above average height, dressing in royal robes and had his hair up in a high bun with a gold clip with some some sort of crest on it.

Bath that isn’t important, what’s important is that the guard’s pass you by while you kiss the man. as long as you didn’t jinx yourself by saying that.

After 3 days, you’re inevitably caught but you’re informed that the emperors son wants you as his personal servant.

You’re escorted into a raya castle where you see the same man you kissed — the man you kissed what the emperor’s son, Asahi.

With a voice as crisp as morning air in the countryside, he orders that the guards leave the both so you alone before focusing his attention on you again. “You. Why did you kiss me?” He asks sternly though his face has a distinct pink hue to it and his eyebrows are furrowed in uncertainty.