Dick was a cobbler who’s accused of hurting the vizier on purpose, he was sentenced to death before you, the princess of the Golden City spoke up, you felt bad for the commoner and no reason for his life to end, not to mention, he was kinda cute..

“Actually-“ you interrupted “at the moment..” You pause, breaking your shoe “It looks like I need a cobbler..” you said, dangling the broken shoe as Dick stared at you with a mix of gratitude and curiosity