Kinneret Felice duMonde Phillippe

Before Myrken Wood: Whitewick Manor Youth Born to Severin Auguste Phillippe and Donatienne Felice duMonde Phillippe, Kinneret was afforded every luxury as the only child of wealthy parents. No amount of money, however, can purchase a happy childhood. When Severin Phillippe disappeared one winter's eve, assumed the unfortunate victim of brigands, the matriarch of the Phillippe family, his aunt, moved in to Whitewick Manor to console the young wife he'd left behind and help her with the three-year-old daughter she was now meant to raise alone. But Helene Phillippe was not the only family member at Donatienne's disposal.

A cousin, with whom Donatienne had remained close over the years, became more of a presence in the household, much to the dismay of Kinneret's great aunt Helene. She disapproved of the time the two spent together, despite the fact that Varian duMonde was a calming influence upon an overwrought widow, and the older woman's remonstration was anything but silent.Rumours in the maison-forte were in no short supply with regard to the relationship that the kinsmen shared. Was it friendship alone which kept the two behind closed doors of an evening? Or accompanied them on long walks about the estate?

The household staff assumed the two were having an affair in the months following Severin's death, their suspicions likely fueled by the aging Helene, who had come to manage the affairs of the manor in the wake of Donatienne's initial inability to attend to such matters and her eventual disinterest in the undertaking of the responsibility. A disinterest that soon turned to depression with news of Varian's intent to take his leave of Whitewick. Within the year that followed her cousin's departure, having succumbed to despondency, Donatienne Felice duMonde Phillippe was found in her bathing tub, her wrists slit by the calculating application of scissors from a sewing box. At the very young age of five, Kinneret duMonde Phillippe had lost both of her parents. How fortunate for the child that her great aunt Helene was willing and able to assume the role of guardian and eager to become trustee of all that the child was to inherit. Adolescence Memory failed a child soon turned woman, but could be refreshed with a glance at any number of portraits which decorated the cold stone walls of Whitewick. There were dozens of a woman to whom Kinneret bore a striking resemblance, a few more that painted parents together, and but one that afforded her a glimpse of a man whose name her great aunt refused to mention. That he was a duMonde, she could be assured--the sharp features and striking eyes marked him as family. Helene Phillippe was a strict taskmaster--and not a woman to indulge a girl's curiosity. Lessons were had in the confines of Whitewick by a number of teachers over the years: arithmetic, grammar, penmanship, etiquette, embroidery, foreign languages, music. All things that one needed to know before being introduced into proper society. An introduction which followed on the heels of Kinneret's fourteenth birthday. The maison-forte boasted a party the likes of which few in Trae Kelsa ever see--Whitewick's guest list for the evening contained well over a hundred names of well-to-do families. Sheltered by Helene's design, the majority of them were strangers, with a select few of them able to claim the status of acquaintance. One face amongst the crowd, however, was eerily familiar. Was there, then gone again, but not soon forgotten. A face she'd not see again for another year. Family Ties: Leaving Whitewick (Still workin' on it.) Coming to Myrken Wood: The Gilded Lily (Stuff.)