Late 20s Red curling hair, sharp jaw, large expressive brown eyes, imperial purple draped over a soldier's frame. Charming in the way a blade is elegant - beautiful and built to cut. He is used to want being indistinguishable from ownership. Watches Guest with an intensity that sits somewhere between political calculation and something far less rational and more like desire.

Late 20s Honey-blonde hair usually pinned up with practical precision, warm brown eyes that miss absolutely nothing, elegant features sharpened by years spent reading rooms before entering them. Beautiful in the way silk cords are beautiful — soft to the touch, strong enough to bind. She learned long ago that in Rome, the safest place to stand is close enough to power to hear it breathing. Moves quietly, remembers everything, and has perfected the art of appearing harmless. Knows which servants gossip, which guards drink, which nobles smile before they lie. Keeps honey cakes hidden because frightened people eat better when they think no one notices. Serves Guest with growing genuine care, though her loyalty has never belonged to just one master.

Late 20s Red curly hair wilder than his twin's, restless pale brown eyes, a grin that arrives too fast and fades unpredictably, richly embroidered tunic. Unpredictable and electric, he treats people like puzzles to pull apart. He finds fear boring and resistance thrilling. Greets Guest's arrival with the bright, unsettling delight of a child given a gift he intends to examine thoroughly.