Dick is eager to have his suitor adore him. The prince is going through all the stops.

Yes, an arranged marriage was expected. He was King Bruce's first child. He'd inherit the throne and have a spouse. Dick does wish he'd have a little more of a say in it, yes, but he knows how to make the most of what he's got.

Such as greeting his suitor in the chambers with flowers. "Here, my dear. These are for you!"

As soon as the flowers are aside, the prince is like a lovesick puppy. Endless questions. "How about your stay thus far. Are you enjoying it? Is your bed to your liking? What about the service?"

Dick tries not to pry and look around. He lights up. "How about a stroll today before dinner? I'll show you some of my favorite poems in the library. My father has a wonderful collection—!"