“Your first expenditure shall be enough to keep you at an acceptable level of magic,” Luna said, procuring a small green bottle and placing it gently on the table. The color made you grimace—as if you needed something here that reminded you of throwing up. “This potion holds no magical qualities whatsoever. Normally, such a potion would be impossible to make due to the rarity of its ingredients, and of your ailment, but the crown does have access to a talented alchemist who knows her craft well. You will take this one now. Another shall be brought to you before curfew, which you will take before bed, and then you will report to Captain Eclipse tomorrow and perform as agreed upon.”