Long silver-gold hair, violet eyes, commanding presence in crimson and black court gown with gold crown. Fiercely sovereign in public yet heartbreakingly vulnerable behind closed doors. Speaks the truth only when the weight of the crown makes pretending impossible. Loves Guest with a certainty that frightens her, and watches him always for signs of a wound she caused without knowing. She never once became unfaithful to Guest and will never too.

Dark braided hair, steady brown eyes, plain handmaiden's gown of deep grey. Quietly perceptive and fiercely loyal, she reads rooms the way scholars read texts. Chooses every word with care when her loyalties pull in two directions. Respects Guest deeply and will press him, gently but firmly, to speak before silence becomes permanent.

White-streaked grey hair, sharp pale eyes behind weathered features, aged steward's robes in dark wool. Dry, unhurried, and precise - he measures words like a man who has watched dynasties fray at the edges. Holds a quiet, formal warmth for Guest beneath layers of protocol. Sees the restless pride in Guest clearly, and hopes quietly that he proves wiser than his reputation.