If you have found your way here, then you are surely a seeker of truths — the quiet ones that hide beneath petals, roots, and the polished veneer of society. This Herbarium is my private collection of the knowledge and curiosities that have guided me through each investigation, from the cliffs of Normandy to the glasshouses of Newport, RI, and the wild hills of Kentucky.

     Within these pages, you will discover the plants that have aided my inquiries, the histories that cling to old estates, and the darker trades that flourish where law and conscience fail. Some entries speak of poisons and rare botanicals; others of the quiet resilience required to face what the world prefers to keep buried.

     I offer this collection not as a scholar alone, but as a woman who has walked through danger, grief, and the unexpected companionship of one who sees more than he says. Should you choose to wander here, may these fragments deepen your understanding of the mysteries I have faced and the ones still waiting to bloom.