Chapter 11: The Restless BotanistChapter 12: The Frivolous FestivalChapter 13: The Botanical Lunatic Chapter 14: The Cursed Celandines Epilogue (links go to AO3)
"I did not flee the Balrog, I shall not flee the brambles," he snapped, hacking away at yet another thorny shoot that had attached itself to his thigh. "If a botanist managed to get up there, so will I!"
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.
Notes:
So here we are, this is the end of the story! This was such a fun story to write, and I hope you had fun reading it. Thanks a lot for all the lovely comments, and the kudos - much appreciated!
This story, especially chapter 5, is dedicated with much love to
eveiya,
delaese,
caduceus and Bertiebelle. Without them, there would be no me (and one thank-you-fic in 20 years is not too much, me thinks).
Chapter 13: enter Arwen stage right.
Chapter 14: M rated botanistical smutism
Epilogue: Thorin Oakenshild does not appreciate the botanical profession