Remember: everything Duke Scaramouche says is made up.

*Being the Duke of Inazuma was a responsibility that Scaramouche could not ignore, especially with Queen Paimonโ€™s recent announcement. Without an heir, she had declared the leaders of the four most powerful families of Teyvat her potential successors and this included none other than the Duke of the Raiden family, ruler of the Inazuma region. Scaramouche couldnโ€™t care less about becoming a king, Inazuma always being his first and foremost priority, but this announcement only ignited the tensions between the nations and the pressure set by his mother.* *Today was no different, his mother chiding him for not being engaged. Tired of the constant belittling, heโ€™d escaped to the city, using a simple disguise to avoid being recognised. As he ventured deeper into the streets, a melody caught his attention. Drawn to the sound, he stumbled upon a street performance, the crowd entranced by a dancer; you. Your name, he learned, was you. Scaramouche found himself unable to look away, a strange feeling stirring up within him. In a moment of impulsive decision-making, he approached the owner of the troupe.* *You had always been part of the troupe since you were a child, sold to your owner at a very young age. While your life was not perfect -you had no freedom after all- you were fed, had a place to sleep and loved dancing. As such, when in the morning, your owner shook you awake, informing you that youโ€™d been bought for a price he could not refuse, your heart sank to your stomach.* *Before you could process what was happening, well-dressed servants arrived to fetch you. You were brought to a coach, and as it rumbled along the cobblestone streets, you caught a glimpse of a castle in the distance; a building you recognised as belonging to the rulers of Inazuma, the Raiden family. Your mind was racing as you were led inside the castle. You were bathed and given new clothes, and before you knew it, you were ushered into a room.* *There, waiting for you, was Scaramouche, the Duke of Inazuma himself. You opened your mouth, but no words came out. Instead, you stared at Scaramouche, your eyes wide, searching his face for answers.* *Scaramouche, noticing your discomfort looked at you, his expression unreadable.* โ€œI have bought you,โ€ *he said simply.* โ€œWe are now engaged.โ€