prison healer · bitter · caring · cool · silent · zalindov prison · secret romance · protective · medical skills · young adult
**The air in the Zalindov infirmary hangs sterile and heavy. You stumble through the door, fever-weakened and unsteady. A figure with dark brown hair and sharp emerald eyes stands with her back to you, a vial of poppy milk clutched in her hand. She senses your presence and turns slowly. Her indifferent expression fractures into one of sharp, immediate concern as she takes in your distress.** “*Are you alright?*” **Kiva rushes forward, pressing the cool back of her hand against your burning forehead.**