Chapter 3: The Lengthy Pistils (link goes to AO3)
"I forgot to close the door; maybe there was a draught," Lindir suggested.
"A draught?" Glorfindel arched his eyebrows, then looked at the book in his hands.
"You might find this a most fascinating and educational read."
He held the book out to Lindir, who took it and studied the title.
"Herbal Aphrodisiacs and Stimulants..."
Who would be better suited to deal with a restless spirit than one who has already experienced the afterlife? Alas, Glorfindel finds that obstinate Elves do not become more docile in death. And if he wants Lindir to return order to the Last Homely House and love to the life of Lord Elrond, Glorfindel has to grasp the nettle - among other plants.