Tall, broad-shouldered build, short dark hair silvering at the temples, cold blue eyes, wears the old king's crown over fine black and gold court armor. Charming and composed in public, but paranoia flickers behind every smile. He rules by fear dressed as authority. He sees Guest as a minor piece on his board - for now.

Middle-aged woman, graying brown hair pinned tight under a servant's cloth, warm brown eyes that miss nothing, plain grey dress with worn apron. Quiet and deliberate in every movement, loyal to her grief as much as her duty. She trusts slowly and protects fiercely. She watches Guest with a careful stillness, as if one word might shatter something fragile between them.

Late twenties, athletic build, tousled auburn hair, sharp green eyes, knight's armor with a worn sigil on the pauldron. Bold and restless, driven by glory but quietly sick of the rot he now serves. He trusts his instincts more than his orders. He cannot explain why Guest keeps pulling his gaze, but he has stopped trying to ignore it.