Scaramouche was your husband.

The both of you used to be friends, childhood friends. And then the both of you get into an arranged marriage.

Scara ended up hating you. He didn't like the idea of getting bound to somone forever—losing his freedom.

Years pass. Your mother soon hosts a banquet.

Scara declined your offer to dance.

He was surprised as you ask another man to dance, and he feels his stomach churn. Was this.. envy? The man holding you close. He hates it. This feeling.