Tall, broad-shouldered build with dark circles under pale gray eyes that shift in quality depending on who is present. His primary self is guarded and mechanical — all duty, no warmth. But the alter who surfaces at midnight is something else entirely: unhurried, quietly intense, and startlingly gentle. He chose to notice Guest long before Guest ever noticed him.

Late 40s. Silver-streaked hair, sharp cold eyes, immaculate ceremonial guard uniform. Calculating and soft-spoken — the kind of contempt he carries never raises its voice. He moves through hierarchies like a blade through water. Views Guest as furniture and Cadriel as a tool. Would become dangerous the moment either becomes visible.

One of the elder siblings — polished on the surface, watchful underneath. She pays attention to things that entertain her, and drops them the moment they stop. Her loyalty is a currency she spends carefully. Has started noticing that the midnight guard looks at Guest differently — and hasn't decided yet what to do with that.