The mark didn't exist.
It appeared on the hands of every Otherworlder, but not White, who quietly slipped his hands back into his pockets, hiding it away.
'Does this have something to do with being an Otherworlder King?'
"Mainly."
The Otherworlder replied, continuing,
"Those three at the top must have a higher hierarchy than the rest of the Otherworlders here and must have done a Loyalty Oath of some sort with them all before now, allowing their mark to affect them as well."
"But none of them are beyond you in hierarchy, nor do they have a Loyalty Oath on you, so it won't work on you."
The Otherworlder reassured, but White's eyes creased softly.
Even though he was staring at another blank area of the hall, he could feel the gaze of two amongst the seven people on that altar currently pinpointed right at him, though he pretended not to notice.
One thing was sure:
They must have noticed his abnormality.
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The hall returned to its calm, murmurings filling the air.
