Rondola

A patchwork retelling: A fable about identity, humorous, hairy and warty, with a touch of politics and a dash of irreverence.

A soft feminist fairy tale, a self-discovery journey told with irreverent elegance.

Cozy fantasy for young and older readers, to enjoy with a mug of warm cinnamon tea.

Hereva di Tertius has always lived in a golden cage. She cannot wait to graduate in the Superior Academy for Impeccable Damsels, because that day, her parents –the king and the queen—will introduce her to her future husband, and she will finally fulfill her destiny. At the same time, in the wheel of fortunes, a very inexperienced and quite callow paladin is given the daunting task of rescuing the heir princess from the dragon’s lair. Maybe, after all, the princess is in trouble and she doesn’t even know it.

In a world of unpredictable magic, packed with secretive witches, polymath dragons, shifting ogres, raven books, little girls howling to the rondola moon, and nettle people, both of them will discover that paths not always follow maps. When a cage opens its doors, it’s the moment to dare into the unknown, and sometimes, the toad to kiss is none other than oneself.