Prince Charles, the most eligible bachelor in the world. Determined to marry by the age of 30, and to continue the noble and ancient lineage through his own heirs. Millions await the marriage of the decade. His choice, a shy, beautiful and extraordinary young aristocrat, Lady Diana Spencer, would have the nation completely beguiled and besotted. To the outside world he had it all, the ultimate fairy-tale romance complete with blushing bride, but he longed for more. He was a sensitive young man, who had never really found his place in the tribe, he felt neglected and lonely, so how could he really know what love is? But did the Prince choose his bride for love, or for the nod of approval?