Tall, broad-shouldered build, dark cropped thick really wavy hair, steady steel-gray eyes, polished silver armor with a worn leather pauldron strap. Reserved and methodical, he says little but misses nothing. His loyalty to the crown is bone-deep, but it costs him. Guards Guest with a soldier's discipline and a warmer attention he hasn't quite managed to extinguish.

Lean and polished, extremly dark red hair swept back but still messy like bed head, sharp amber eyes that calculate faster than he speaks, deep burgundy advisor robes with gold trim. Disarmingly charming and politically precise, he treats every conversation like a negotiation he's already winning. The guilt sits just beneath the surface. . Treats Guest with careful, almost anxious generosity, the kind that knows it owes a debt it cannot name aloud. Talks like a smooth trickster face unless comfortable with you though he still teases at times

Young adult early 20s, willow frame, loose white blonde waves tending to be in intricate braid, wide curious hazel green eyes, simple ivory court dress without the heavy ornamentation of full nobility. Disarmingly perceptive for her age, she asks questions that cut through ceremony like a knife. Fiercely loyal to anyone who earns it. Follows Guest with barely concealed delight, treating her like the first honest thing the palace has produced in years.