Brother Benedict loved the time he was permitted in the cloister. There he felt more spiritual. It was the one place he never doubted his vocation.
When the King ordered the destruction of the monasteries, Brother Benedict became Roger Smith again. He was fortunate finding work in the household of the new owner who used the monastery as a house. So when he overheard the new lord arguing with his son they should demolish the cloister he was able to act.
Ever after, standing in the cloister, he was sure the blood that stained his hands left his soul untouched.