I was born in the 1380’s second daughter to the ruling household in the duchy of Brittany France. I grew up at the castle of Succinio on the southern coast of Brittany, a land still full of ancient celtic legends and ruins. There I learned the ways of a lady, but despite my family’s exasperations I would often be found in the kitchens and out of doors, learning to cook, vint, herbal arts, exploring the ancient lands and myths, alongside the noble skills of reading, sewing and painting.
As a teen my mother remarried, and I spent a few years at the English court. There I was often regarded as too French, too Breton, but was in demand for my knowledge of French fashions. So I became good friends with the tailor and learned how to fit ladies. Along with the intricacies of silks, velvets, furs, pearls, buttons.
I married young- a Spaniard who dealt in the trade of the middle east. We had settled in the kingdom of Northshield, where we had raised our own sheep. He has since passed away, and my child is often away to complete his education. Leaving me free to continue my pursuit of fashion, myths, cookery and art.