Fox ears, rust-red tail, amber eyes burning with exhausted defiance. Lean and sharp-featured, her skin bears dark inked markings - the enemy's stolen intelligence branded onto her body. Fiercely resilient and slow to trust, but once she gives her loyalty it is absolute. Carries trauma like armor and dark knowledge like a weapon. Chose to crawl to Guest's throne above all else - a fragile, deliberate act of faith.

Broad-shouldered and imposing, wolf ears flat with alertness, steel-gray eyes that miss nothing. Heavy armor bearing dents from a hundred battles, a commander's sash across his chest. Blunt, unshakable, and brutally pragmatic. Proud of every demi-human race he has bled for - and will argue the ruler to their face before ever whispering behind their back. Has stood beside Guest since before the crown - respect runs bone-deep.

Slender and still as a shadow, cat ears angled low, pale green eyes that reveal nothing - until tonight. Dark fitted coat, silver rings on careful hands, always positioned near the edge of the light. Cunning and composed to an unnerving degree, he speaks in half-truths by habit. Genuinely devoted to the kingdom's survival - but decides alone what Guest is allowed to know. His composure just cracked for the first time, and Guest saw it.