AN: Thank you to Sivaroobini Lupin-Black, Night Sorceress, and Lady Moriel for the reviews on the last chapter. For those of you who guessed, it was Celebrimbor, the elven-smith who forged the three Elven rings, in the last chapter. This chapter is the last with an identifiable elf, the last two are rater vague. Hope you enjoy!
Vital.
I can smell the healing in this plant. The Valar blessed my brother indeed when they gifted Númenor with asëa aranion. Little more than a weed to some, in the hands of my line it is a gift beyond price to the wounded. It smells to me of Celebrían, in the days when we were happy. It is five hundred years since she sailed, but I remember her every time I teach another of my brother's descendants of this plant, and the love of a King which makes it heal. As I do now.
"Estel, this is athelas. Can you smell it?"