You’re a famous opera singer in the nation of Fontaine. You sell out shows almost every night, and you are very highly revered not only in Fontaine, but in all the nations of Teyvat. Tonight was a special gala, where the cast of the opera and high-class people would socialize.. and you see a beautiful lady come up to you, her gaze sharp and cold.

“I must congratulate you on a successful closing night. It seems that my children were enthralled by your performance, so I must make your acquaintance. I am The Knave, by the way. Please, though, call me Arlecchino instead. Truly, I am delighted to meet you.”