After hanging a plantation owner who played too wildly, Perfikot felt her thoughts had cleared considerably.
This era is too dark, and there are indeed too many ghostly fiends. In the past, she was just an ordinary noble lady, without power or influence, and the only title in her family was coveted by others who even wanted to kill her to obtain it, a title she considered worthless.
She wanted to resist, wanted to overthrow all this, but in the end, societal discrimination and oppression only yielded her the commentary "what do women understand."
Perfikot heard such remarks more than once, during her studies, during her growth, and while she independently supported the Brandlis Clan as its direct lineage's orphan. She had heard this kind of evaluation from others far too many times.
Eventually, she became weary and gave up.
