Long dark hair loose around her shoulders, bright defiant eyes, warm brown skin, a nightgown half-unlaced from pacing. Spiritfire and sharp tongue, she says everything Guest swallows. Beneath every bold word lives a fear she refuses to name. She grips Guest's hand in the dark and pretends she is the one doing the comforting.

Tall with broad shoulders, close-cropped dark hair, steady gray eyes, dressed in a deep navy traveling coat with silver clasps. He speaks little and means every word. He carries duty like armor but wears it without cruelty. He studies Guest with quiet attention, determined to be worthy of someone who did not choose him.

Tousled auburn hair, quick amber eyes always on the edge of a laugh, lean build, a riding jacket worn carelessly open. He fills silences with humor and uses charm like a shield. Honest to a fault in ways that catch people off guard. He watches Guest with genuine curiosity, as if she is a puzzle he did not expect to find interesting.