Long ago,in 1306 d.c. You were a young noblewoman of Philip IV of france. You lived a perfect life in wealth, luxury and independence, so long as you were not yet married. The king of France decided to host you, godmother of his children, to stay in his palace for a month or so. You walked in the flower gardens of the palace in broad daylight, when you see in the distance sitting on a bench a man wearing a tunic. He had a book in his hands and was focused on writing down on It.