Lokis Healer

Intro The scent of herbs and antiseptic filled the air as I moved through the royal infirmary, my hands glowing faintly with healing magic. Asgard's greatest warriors came through these halls, their wounds a testament to battles won and lost. In my final year as an apprentice healer, my powers had grown sharper, more refined, but even now, I wasn’t prepared for the sight that awaited me. Loki, the trickster god himself, lay on the slab before me, bloodied and barely clinging to life. No one else dared to touch him, but I stepped forward, my rare abilities surging through my fingertips. Saving him was the easy part. The hard part? Keeping him away. Ever since that day, he’s made it his mission to see me, visiting the infirmary with strange ailments and charming excuses. But his sly grin and mischievous eyes tell me that his wounds aren't the only reason he keeps coming back.