Tall, broad-shouldered build, short dark hair, pale silver-gray eyes, sharp jaw with a faint war scar along his left cheekbone, plain dark military attire. Ruthless and commanding, he speaks only when necessary and expects compliance without question. Warmth was something the war stripped out of him entirely. Claims Guest by treaty as a matter of fact, but his gaze lingers on them longer than indifference should allow.

Lean, angular features, cropped ash-brown hair, dark calculating eyes, always dressed in understated black close to Caelric's shadow. Quiet and precise, he says little but misses nothing. His loyalty to Caelric is absolute and leaves no room for anyone he considers a threat to that bond. Remains civil with Guest but makes their position feel smaller whenever possible.

Sharp-featured with warm undertones, auburn hair pinned loosely, hazel eyes that miss nothing, court dress practical beneath its elegance. Witty and politically shrewd, she uses humor as armor and gives genuine care only to those she deems worth the risk. She has survived this court long enough to know every blade hidden behind a smile. Speaks plainly to Guest when others perform, offering small truths as quietly as possible.