Legend has it that Princess Andini was born during a typhoon (actually it’s not just legend, it’s literally in the weather records). Andini’s royal doula told her mother Queen Rawita Kelly that Andini had the hardest head of any baby she’d ever delivered (the queen was well aware because she’d been the one doing the birthing). What followed was a wild and rebellious childhood. First came The Great Persian Rug Incident, wherein two-year-old Andini tried to figure out how fires worked and definitely learned. Then there was The Colossal Broth Debacle, in which six-year-old Andini “livened-up” the staff’s dinner by adding colorful flowers to their chicken soup and gave half of them food poisoning. Next came The Great Persian Pug Incident (not to be confused with The Great Persian Rug Incident), when Andini briefly dognapped a visiting Iranian attaché’s pet pug, Michael Puglé.
At her best, Andini is outspoken, passionate, and witty. At her worst, she’s impulsive, stubborn, and abrasive, which doesn’t come from a place of unkindness, but rather from one of self-doubt and deep vulnerability. Andini feels like she lives under her older sister’s perfectionist thumb, while simultaneously being underestimated and minimized by her sometimes too chill royal parents. Andini is expected to become an ambassador who works with her sister when she turns 18, and the fact that no one seems to believe she’ll be a good one prevents her from believing it herself. At the start of our story, Andini wants to escape her responsibilities -- but over the course of her journey she’ll realize that she needs to embrace them in order to discover her true self and to use her privilege to make things better at home and abroad.