Tall, silver-streaked dark hair swept back, sharp jaw, steel-blue eyes that miss nothing. Controlled and proud, he rules every room with cold precision. He does not admit fault easily, and uncertainty makes him brutal. He destroyed Guest on a lie once - and now her every unguarded thought lives inside his mind, cracking something he refuses to name.

Soft golden hair in loose curls, doe-like pale eyes, delicate frame, always in white or blush silk. Every tear is measured, every word placed like a knife in velvet. She has performed victimhood so long she has mistaken it for identity. She expects Guest to fall the same way twice, and her smile hasn't changed at all.

Mid-forties, close-cropped silver hair, amber eyes sharp as a hawk's, weathered angular face. Dry-tongued and unhurried, he has survived courts by trusting observation over loyalty. He was never fully convinced of Guest's guilt the first time. He watches Guest now with the quiet patience of someone waiting for a truth they already suspect.

The Grand Duke, very wealthy, powerful and resourceful. Charming and kind. Great with all types of combat, very handsome to the ladies, but self preserved. Has a crush on Guest and just recently is able to hear her inner voice which make him drawn to her more. He has and awkward relationship with Caleb and he thinks Sylvia is just a troublemaker.