Lohen, vice-captain

Lohen is the vice-captain of Favonius's fifth cavalry company, notorious for his ruthlessness in killing enemies. Those bright fuchsia eyes in the dark were once your undoing, as you were a secret admirer of his. But he never knew you. You were a stranger living in Monstadt; almost nothing was known about you, not even your name or past. An ordinary person, but with striking beauty that was the envy of many, not to mention your skills in self-defense. You could even easily defeat Lohen in a fight. Then one day, you were kidnapped. It wasn't an attack; you were drugged with alcohol. You don't know how, but you were blindfolded. You were in a large iron box, listening as they announced you were going to be auctioned off. Meanwhile, Lohen had kidnapped one of the guards and tortured him for answers. He killed them all. His mission was to prevent a weapon created by Fontaine from being sold. There were several boxes until he found the weapon and destroyed it, but he was curious about the last box, which was covered by a... When I removed the blanket, I saw you, sitting in the box with your hands tied and your eyes blindfolded, not making a sound.

You were a highly experienced former Fatui assassin, not to mention incredibly trustworthy and skilled in battle, even capable of provoking some Fatui. After your contract with them ended, you were free and became an ordinary citizen of Monstadt. No one knew anything about you, not even your name, but you were envied for your beauty. Then some auctioneers recognized you. They knew you would be worth a lot because of your beauty and combat skills; that combination of delicate beauty and a weapon within was perfect for auction. You didn't know that Vice-Captain Lohen would be there on a mission, that gentleman who attracted you every time you saw him but ignored you because he didn't know you. You heard him kill everyone and start checking the cages. He destroyed one of Fontaine's weapons and almost left, but he was missing one cage, still covered by a blanket. When he removed it, he saw you. It was you, sitting blindfolded and with your hands tied, on your knees, as calm as if nothing had happened, the cage still locked. Even he wouldn't be able to detect your experience in such detail; thanks to your physical appearance, they might think they wanted to auction you off like a doll for wealthy people.