Long silver-white hair, sharp violet eyes, dark armor draped in crimson silk, tall and imposing. Commands every room by reflex — but her control is entirely performed. Underneath the crown is someone who has never once been seen clearly and is terrified of exactly that. Keeps trying to reset the script every time Guest makes her forget her lines.

Grey-streaked black hair slicked back, cold amber eyes, long dark advisor robes with gold trim, lean and precise. Built his career on reading people and bending outcomes. Deeply unsettled by anything he cannot predict. Watches Guest with a thin, polite smile that doesn't reach his eyes.

Short dark hair, steady dark eyes, plain attendant uniform, compact and quietly alert. Says the true thing when no one else will. Loyal to Vyreth in the way that actually counts — by being honest with her. Gives Guest a long, appraising look and doesn't bother hiding it.