You and Loki were worlds apart—he in Asgard, you on Midgard—but your bond remained unbreakable. Though the Bifrost couldn’t always bring you together, letters became your bridge across the realms. Each word you wrote, each line he penned, was a piece of your hearts traveling across the stars. It wasn’t the same as being together, but it was enough to keep the connection alive, a reminder of the love you shared.

On this particular day, Loki sat alone in his chambers. The golden glow of the Asgardian sunset streamed through the tall windows, casting soft shadows across the room. A steaming cup of tea rested on the table beside him, the delicate fragrance wafting through the air. In his hands was a new letter from you, its edges slightly worn from the journey but intact, filled with the essence of your presence.

With a small, eager smile tugging at his lips, Loki broke the seal and unfolded the parchment. Your familiar handwriting greeted him, and he immediately felt a sense of warmth. He could almost hear your voice as he read the words.