"I was born in Ville Montevelan's alienage," she explains simply. "My mother gave me to the Chantry when I was very young, but I remember where I come from. I wouldn't know as much Elvish as you, Lavellan, but I know a decent amount." She'd taught herself more, after all. From books, sometimes, but mostly from talking to elves. She'd had to be patient and grow a thick skin for the insults, but it was the tongue that her mother sang her to sleep in and it's important.

A moment's reflection makes her realise that maybe, she's still left it all too ambiguous, so she adds, "I'm elf-blooded." Some can look a little elven, something about the nose and the eyes and the stature, but most don't and Huguette is well aware that her height and build means she is very much on the human side of the spectrum.

As to why she left...

Huguette hesitates, biting the inside of her bottom lip. "It's a bit complicated? I mean." She clears her throat. "You gave me the courage to finally leave, when you arrived in Val Val Royeaux. You were brave to do that. The rest is a bit hard to explain. I can, if you want?"