A Veil ofVines by Tillie Cole ~ Blog Tour & Giveaway
But for some, these frivolous fancies are truth.
For some, they are real life.
On Manhattan’s Upper East Side, people have always treated me as someone special. All because of my ancestral name and legacy. All because of a connection I share to our home country’s most important family of all.
I am Caresa Acardi, the Duchessa di Parma. A blue blood of Italy. I was born to marry well. And now the marriage date is set.
I am to marry into House Savona. The family that would have been the royals had Italy not abolished the monarchy in 1946. But to the aristocrats of my home, the abolition means nothing at all.
The Savonas still hold power where it counts most.
In our tight-knit world of money, status and masked balls, they are everything and more.
And I am soon to become one of them.
I am soon to become Prince Zeno Savona’s wife…
… or at least I was, until I met Achille.
And everything changed.
As my papa’s G5 began its descent, I looked out of the window beside me and waited for the plane to break through the clouds. I held my breath, body tense, then suddenly the burnt-orange remnants of daylight flooded the plane, bathing the interior with a soft, golden glow. I inhaled deeply. Italia.
Fields and fields of green and yellow created a patchwork quilt below, rolling hills and crystal-blue lakes stretching as far the eye could see. I smiled as a sense of warmth ran through me.
It was the most beautiful place on earth.
Sitting back in my wide cream leather chair, I closed my eyes and tried to prepare myself for what was coming. I was flying to Florence airport, from where I would be swiftly taken to the Palazzo Savona estate just outside of the city.
I would meet Prince Zeno.
I had met him twice before—once when I was four, of which I had no memory, and again when I was ten. The interaction we’d had as children had been brief. If I was being honest, I had found Zeno to be arrogant and rude. He had been thirteen at the time and not at all interested in meeting a ten-year-old girl from America.
Neither of us had known at the time that that our betrothal had been agreed upon two years prior. It turned out that the trip my papa had taken to Umbria when I was eight was to secure a forever-bond between the Savonas and the Acardis. King Santo and my father had planned for their only children to marry. They were already joined in business; Zeno’s arranged marriage to me would also strengthen both families’ place in society.
I thought back on my New York farewell of nine hours ago and sighed. My parents had driven me to the private hangar and said their goodbyes. My mama cried—her only child was leaving her for a new life. My papa, although sad to see me go, beamed at me with the utmost pride. He had held me close and whispered, “I have never been more proud of you than I am right now, Caresa. Savona Wines’ stock has plummeted since Santo’s death. This union will reassure all the shareholders that our business is still strong. That we are still a stable company with Zeno at the helm.”
I had given him a tight smile and boarded the plane with a promise that they would see me before the wedding. And that had been that.
I was to marry Zeno, and I hadn’t protested even once. I imagined to most modern-day women living in New York, the process of arranged marriages sounded positively medieval, even barbaric. For a blue blood, it was simply a part of life.
King Santo Savona died two months ago. The shareholders of his many Italian vineyards, the stakeholders in Savona Wines, had expected his son, Zeno, to immediately step up and take charge. Instead, Zeno had plunged himself into the party scene even harder than before—and that was quite a feat. Within weeks my papa had flown out to Umbria to see what could be done.
The answer: our imminent union.
I grew up, as I’m sure many of you did, devouring books. I would hide under my covers well after my parents put me to bed with a book and my flashlight sneaking in extra reading time because I couldn’t tear myself away from the pages. I needed that escape from life, that escape into another world. One of my go-to favorites would always be those big, fat classic books of fairy tales. I couldn’t get enough of them. And those books were well worn and loved from the many times I read them cover to cover. So it is no surprise that when I see books that have a modern fairy tale theme I JUMP at the chance to get my hands on them!
Tillie Cole gives us a sweet, heart warming story with A Veil of Vines. Here she reminds us that true love exists and leaves us just feeling utterly happy.
I was captivated with the characters and how she told the story. How they fell for each other. Their struggles, their life. The details that were put in. I fell in love with Italy and the whole wine making process. It all just felt so magical! I felt like it wove this magical spell around me and I was there in Italy with them. I could picture the scenery… which I just adored. The writing just lets you lose yourself in the beauty and love in the story.
I loved that Achille was not your ‘typical’ romance hero. I loved that he was strong but silent and flawed. And that he had struggles that weren’t the typical ones that are talked about in books. As an educator my heart bled as I saw it a mile away… and I was so happy that this was something that Tillie chose to highlight and that she did it with such tact and grace. It always makes my heart so happy when authors bring awareness to issues such as this and show how it is something that can be dealt with and not anything to be ashamed about ❤
I am going we get another book that takes place here!
I definitely recommend this book. If you like modern day fairy tales and happily ever after loves… then you don’t want to miss this one!
I received a complimentary copy of Veil of Vines.
After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel.
Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters.
Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels.
When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.