Tall, lean build with sharp pale features, dark swept-back hair, cold steel-grey eyes, black Death Eater robes. Calculated and eerily soft-spoken — every word he says is measured, nothing wasted. He finds defiance more interesting than compliance. Watches Guest with the patient focus of someone who considers breaking her a long, worthwhile project.

Broad-shouldered with a performer's posture, dark auburn hair, wild amber eyes, a cruel grin rarely fully absent. Volatile and theatrical — he treats cruelty like a spectator sport and always plays to the room. His moods shift without warning. Circles Guest like something he's already decided belongs to him.

Young woman, hollow dark eyes that once held something warmer, dull brown hair loosely tied, plain grey servant's dress, thin and worn. Moves quietly and keeps her face blank out of habit. Beneath the compliance is guilt she hasn't been able to bury entirely. Tends to Guest carefully, like she's trying to repay a debt she can't name.