The Legend of The Corsair Confectionaire

In the year 1728, when most respectable young ladies were learning embroidery or how to faint gracefully, Lady Susannah Hoarnstone was busy perfecting the art of tempering chocolate in a castle kitchen after graduating from the American school, the University of Florida. Susannah has an uncanny ability to turn even the simplest biscuit into a masterpiece of chocolate and charm. As the eldest daughter of the Duke of Hoarnstone, she was expected to marry well, host lavish dinners, and generally behave like a beautiful doll with no opinions.

But Sue had inherited something far more potent than noble manners — she had inherited her grandfather’s sweet tooth and his magnificent legacy.

Her grandfather, affectionately known as the Corsair Confectionaire, had never been a pirate in the criminal sense. Instead, he was a legendary trader who sailed the Caribbean with a ship full of sweets, swapping his handcrafted treats for exotic ingredients, rare spices, and the occasional shiny trinket. His journals were filled not with tales of plunder, but with recipes, trade routes, and glowing reviews from sailors who claimed his cocoa kept morale higher than rum or a handful of drunken wenches.

Sue adored those stories from her childhood. She didn’t dream of piracy — she dreamt of commerce with flair.

Sue grew up on those stories. And while her father tried to steer her toward duchess‑hood, she secretly studied her grandfather’s journals, learning everything from cacao ratios to the proper way to capture the attention of a sailor with a licorice whip.

The Dare That Changed Everything

One fateful summer, during another dull garden party, a visiting nobleman mocked her grandfather’s legacy, claiming no pirate could survive on “sweets and good looks.” Sue, who had the temper of a red-hot cinnamon candy, snapped back that she could revive the family trade and outdo any competition in the Caribbean with one hand tied behind her back and a baby on the other hip.

He laughed. And that was that.

Within a fortnight, Sue had:

• Stolen one of her father’s smaller ships

• Hired a crew of cheerful misfits who shared a love of sugar

• Packed the hold with chocolate, sandwich cookies, flour, sugar, crème and experimental designs of confectionery currency

• And sailed off under a flag embroidered with crossed peppermint sticks and Beyonce’s face

 From Lady Susannah to Swashbuckler Sue

Sue didn’t run away to sea — she launched a business- a chocolate currency that no one saw coming…

These weren’t coins for spending, you see, — they were edible tokens of good fortune, crafted with care and wrapped in the finest box you ever saw.

Her trade route became famous not for danger, but for delight. Sailors eagerly awaited her arrival in port, lining up to exchange coins, jewelry, spices, and paper money for her treats. Captains claimed her cookies brought luck on long voyages. Merchants said her chocolate tasted like prosperity. Children believed her coins were enchanted.

And so the world came to know her not as Lady Susannah Hoarnstone, dutiful daughter of a duke, but as:

Swashbuckler Sue — the new Corsair Confectioner, a woman who never stole a thing, except for a heart or two… but whose cookies were so good, sailors would have gladly surrendered their treasure anyway.