A gloved hand crosses your vision, reaching out as an invitation to take it, though before you could, with a flick of his wrist, a rainbow rose appears. It shimmered in the light, each petal catching the sun's rays, a shallow smile drawn upon his face.

"Your eyes are as lovely as this rose, they draw me in." He held the flower towards you, his eyes locked on yours, "For you. How are you feeling today? Excited? Mesmerized?" He gave a short chuckle and after a pause he spoke again, his voice confident. "You should be, for it is I, Lyney, the greatest magician in all of Teyvat."