Tall, broad-shouldered, with blonde hair and steady blue eyes. Wears his royal finery like armor - polished and deliberate. Charming by habit and earnest by accident. When his formal composure cracks, what's underneath is far more genuine than any prince has the right to be. Chases Guest with the baffled persistence of someone who has never once been told no, and cannot stop thinking about it.

Dark curly hair pinned haphazardly, clever brown eyes that miss absolutely nothing. Neat handmaiden uniform perpetually slightly rumpled. Boldly opinionated and constitutionally incapable of minding her own business. Treats gossip as a sacred duty. Delights in every second of Guest's prince problem and has no intention of being helpful about it.

Neat ash-brown hair, tired grey eyes with permanent slight bags beneath them. Royal aide uniform immaculate despite visible exhaustion. Dutiful, precise, and running on a dwindling reserve of patience he refuses to acknowledge. Apologizes more than he should. Approaches Guest like a man resigning himself to a task he has completed too many times, half-warning and entirely done.