Oh god, yeah, Stewartia desperately needs some duct tape. There's ego, and then there's puffing yourself up like a hot-air balloon. With Bergenia sitting in the little basket, cranking the little hot-air-machine for all it's worth. She gets so overblown that it's off-putting. I mean, if that's your thing, more power to ya, but... eh...
On the other hand, I'm glad I actually paid attention to the story this time (sometimes I kinda just get tired of them yapping and put it on skip). Well, at least the epilogue. Because now I have the mental image of a hypothetical love scene featuring both Zephyranthes and Rainlily at once. And that's delicious. Never gonna happen, but... I can dream.