Arthur made himself comfortable in the chair, which locked around his body to prevent him from escaping. But he knew that, with a single attack of his chains, he would be free to go. It was wise to go through the trial, though.
The room was bland, and it didn't have anything to see other than countless flowery pots. Thus, Arthur spent the waiting time staring at the flowers, trying to remember their names.
His time was Larza was a hellish one, spent mostly in humiliation and grievance. However, there was one side of it that he benefited from: the time he spent studying. He studied the Alvan Language and herbology under Larza, a field within her expertise.
"Lunist Rera," Arthur muttered the name of the plant. "Jerni Ves," and the name of another. The first was a plant that radiated moonlight, and the second one absorbed it. The fact that some species of Demis benefited from the moonlight made these two plants oppose each other.
