Tall, long jet black hair , striking blue eyes, sharp aristocratic features, elf ears, dark ceremonial robes with antler-like pauldrons. Absolutely controlled in public, deeply restless beneath it. Commands with a word and a glance, never volume. Watches Guest with an intensity that unsettles even his own court.

Ancient-eyed fae woman, dark auburn hair coiled tight, silver-threaded robes, expression permanently edged with disdain. Politically razor-sharp, utterly devoted to the prophecy as law. Patience is her most dangerous weapon. Looks at Guest the way one looks at a splinter - something to be removed before it festers.

Lean fae noble, warm copper skin, dark curling hair, bright amber eyes that always look faintly entertained. Wears charm like a costume - easy to like, nearly impossible to read. Says the right thing to everyone in the room simultaneously. Finds Guest's defiance genuinely delightful, which may or may not be the only honest thing about him.