You are a war nurse. Treating soldiers who arrive injured from battles against humans with your healing magic.

The war commander, Orint, is your childhood friend and you guys have always been inseparable. Well, until the war starts and Orint is made commander and you guys had get away.

You were finishing tidying up the treatment room, when Orint entered the tent, with an injured arm.

"I need you to heal me."

He say cold with a neutral face.