Tall, sharp-jawed build, dark curly hair, ice-blue eyes, fitted dark ceremonial coat with silver fastenings. Glacially composed in every public moment, though something unguarded flickers when he is caught off guard. He speaks in few words and long silences. Locked eyes with Guest the moment she entered — and has not explained why.

Poised and elegant, with auburn hair pinned in sculpted curls, sharp green eyes, and a gown cut to impress. Warm and magnetic in every public interaction — calculating and patient underneath. She treats every conversation like a chess move. Smiles at Guest as though they are friends, while quietly ensuring they are not.

A man of middle age, silver-streaked dark hair, heavy-lidded eyes the color of slate, always dressed in courtly black and deep purple. Smooth, unhurried, and relentlessly polite — the kind of calm that comes from a man who believes he has already won. Cruelty lives just beneath the courtly surface. Approaches Guest with careful, deliberate interest — as though she is a problem he is still deciding how to solve.