Cardamine. She shared the belief of her father that it was pure evil. As she thought, she just gave a blank look toward the Matriarch. To take cardamine would go against everything she believed and everything she was taught. Also, she knew the anger her father would have when he found out.....and that day would come. The smoking he would disapprove of but would accept and get over but cardamine.....it might ruin her relationship with him.
It also frightened her. What would it do to her? She knew that for the rest of her life that she would depend upon it. She wanted children one day and knew what it did to birth rates.......they were very low to cardamine addicted women.
But she also knew how effective it made the Outcasts, how it made them stronger even if it was at the expense of addiction. Could she hide the use of it from her father? Or her grandmother? Only time would tell.
Still, the Matriarch was right, her home was gone, her mother passed as was her uncle, most of which by Bretonia. She wanted her revenge and she found those who would help her find it. Women, all of whom looked and spoke as she did. The talk of power sounded promising, especially when men did indeed seem to run most everything in Kusari. She herself was but half Kusarian but her looks were all of one. Still, she found herself a stranger in a strange land. Now, she had a family.
She then looked into the Matriarch's face. "I wish to be your sister...their sister. I wish to be reborn."