“How do you talk to the huntress?” I asked, trailing after Ariah. She was showing me around and getting me acquainted with everyone. People were mostly friendly, but no one passed an opportunity to ask about my marks.

Hopefully, by next week people would have grown used to it and forgotten about it. It was getting tiresome to explain the same thing, over and over again.

No one seemed to come to grips with the fact that I had no clue why mine was the way it was. If anything, I’d like some answers too.

“You tap into the spiritual realm. It’s quite a process, so I can’t just explain...