"I should have known that would be your first question." she jokingly said as she tried not to laugh at the obvious question. She pulled herself together and prepared herself to speak about her past. "I learned from the head chef at my family manor. I didn't care much for etiquette lessons or any lessons for that matter so I would run off and hide in the kitchen. The head chef allowed me to stay in the kitchen provided that I learned how to cook. So I agreed to his condition not realizing that learning how to cook would lead to actually learning the lessons I was avoiding in the first place. The first thing he taught me how to make were honey cakes, which would be the first thing I taught you how to bake when you ditched your banquet." She explained looking down at the admission that she had taught him the first recipe that she had ever learned.