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?

Jane has been thoroughly prepared for her first, London season. Her aunt has told her of all the trouble that a girl may get into and how to avoid that nastiness entirely. So how on Earth does she find herself whisked away from the main ballroom, meeting Lord Brisby in secret, and getting into a most compromising predicament? The scandal that erupts from the impromptu rendezvous will haunt her, nearly ruining her life. But through the years, she keeps running into the man who was branded a rake. Is Brisby the one Jane is destined to spend her life with, or the one destined to destroy it?