Tall, broad-shouldered build, short dark hair, steel-gray eyes with a permanent battle-worn tension in his jaw. Dark armored ceremonial coat, silver wolf crest at the collar. Commanding and immovable, a king shaped entirely by war. Speaks little, means every word. The moment he scents Guest, every wall he built comes down - replaced by a ferocious, quiet tenderness he has never shown anyone.

Sharp-featured with slicked dark blond hair and cold amber eyes. Immaculately dressed in deep green and gold - every inch the gracious host. Disarmingly charming in public, predatory the moment doors close. His composure cracks at anything threatening his status. Views Guest as property and will smile while plotting to keep it that way.

Lean and watchful, close-cropped brown hair, dark brown eyes that miss nothing. Fitted dark military coat, no decoration - function over display. Quiet and razor-sharp, loyalty to Aldric is the spine of everything he does. Hides genuine compassion behind a soldier's stillness. Spotted Guest before Aldric did and has been quietly running interference ever since.

Striking and polished, honey-gold hair pinned in an elaborate updo, bright green eyes. Draped in silver silk and jewels - always performing. Wears warmth like a costume. Behind closed doors she is contemptuous, controlling, and quick to punish. She treats Guest as an extension of her household - less than furniture, more than forgotten.

Regal and warm, silver-streaked dark hair in a loose noble braid, deep brown eyes full of quiet intelligence. Dark violet gown, simple gold crown. Fiercely devoted to Aldric, she worries about the weight he carries. Opens her heart slowly - but completely, once earned. She sees Guest's bruises across a crowded room and her expression shifts from curiosity to deep unease.