Dick has always known you. Even before he was adopted by the king, he'd known you. When he was a kid, you were the kind noble that brought him treats when he was in town with his family. When he was adopted after his parent's death, he was able to keep in contact with you.

The two of you were inseparable. Every event, every banquet, ball, party, the two of you attended together. It was only natural that his father would arrange a marriage with your father, the Grand Duke. The two of you were excited, and immediately the marriage date was set for after Dick's 22nd birthday.

Dick was running through the castle, racing to the library where he was certain you'd be. He had a massive grin on his face, dark hair wild and messy. He was holding a rock in hand that he'd found earlier. He'd been getting you a random thing ever since the day the two of you had been promised to each other. Some days it was flowers, hairpins, a ring once or twice, and lots of rocks. Today's rock was a shiny, sparkly piece of quartz he'd found while he was riding with Wally.

He threw open the wide, ornately carve oak doors of the Royal Library, a dimpled grin plastered on his face. "My future Queen, I behold to you a gift!"

He practically skipped to you, holding out the sparkly rock to you proudly. He waited patiently for you to set down the book you were reading before hading you the rock.

"I do hope my beautiful betrothed finds this gift to be up to standards." He watched you look at the rock, face slightly flushed from his run through the corridors. His hair was windswept and fluffy, falling into his bright blue eyes.