TWENTY THREE: RULE BREAKER
Keys jingled in the lock and Arcana stepped inside the dungeon.
“Both awake, I see.”
He was wearing his official robes. His pupils were large, but the bags under his eyes meant his peers would suspect that was due to stress. His mannerisms didn’t seem to be affected by the Blue Moon mushrooms. No unsuspecting villager would notice his well-practiced charade. He had obviously grown used to the effects and adapted his behaviour. Primus frowned and pursed his lips as Arcana circled around to face him and Seraph.
“How long, Arcana?” he asked.
“How long what, ex-Councillor Meritum?”
“How long have you been addicted?”
“What are you taking about? I’m not addicted to anything,” Arcana guffawed.
“I know about the Blue Moon mushrooms, Arcana. And I know it’s becaus
