They're lost in the vast seas of black and white plaques, he playing the role of a pawn and she playing the role of the queen. They're playing chess with each other, observing how the other makes their move, without knowledge that their marriage is sinking like a ship lost in the Arctic ocean. It's a quaint turn from their happily ever after, a twist that shakes both off their feet. But they say it takes two to tango, but is she willing to wear her finest shoes for another dance with fate?