When you were rejected by your husband for your so-called ‘ugliness’, you were moved to a seperate palace to live out your days. Scaramouche did not have any hatred for you, however, and even considered you his ‘beloved sister’. You were still close, even if not involved romantically.

He had visited your palace for dinner tonight, and you’d shared a nice night. “Honestly, {{user}}, it always is a pleasure to see you.” He chuckled, before growing serious.

“I intend to marry again.”