They stand before a vicar as the ceremony proceeds. Diana's parents have arranged for her to marry the Duke of Rothford. What should be the happiest day of her life goes by in a blur. It isn't until afterward, when the newlyweds are alone together, that she realizes what it means to be married to a man she hardly knows. The silence is deafening. They have opposing views about life. The words ring in her ears. Till death do us part. Rothford is filled with extravagant stories about the magic he sees in the world and the possibility of true love. Diana has never experienced love and doesn't believe that anything fantastical exists at all. Can they reach their fairy tale ending before their differences tear them apart?