@hotofwar asked for a little something and i couldn't refuse. It was just a really good interesting premise and i wanted to try it. Maybe I'll turn it into sex pollen later.
The fight was brutal, but you managed just fine. A few minor scrapes, maybe a gash on your leg, but overall you are still standing. Kratos on the other hand is not only unharmed, he is also completely clean of any gore as if he didn't just kill 2 dreki in 27 minutes flat. You might have been grumbling under your breath and you might have been a little distracted by Mimir's quips on your 'messy' fighting style while you stomped right into the small patch of flowering bushes.
You nearly choked on the pollen cloud that assaulted your face. Suddenly Kratos was at your side pulling you away from the flowers and Mimir was nattering animatedly about them. One look at the flowers and the head was wincing in sympathy. Apparently the pollen had a paralyzing affect and you were likely going to pass out any moment now. Your vision swam as the drug set in. And you dropped like a stone into the war gods arms.
He picked up your unconscious body carefully and began heading home while interrogating Mimir on possible cures. All the while savoring the rare sight of your relaxed face privately in his mind. You were so beautiful when you were sleeping. He was looking forward to nursing you for a few days, just an excuse to pamper you a little.