Tall with dark hair, steel-gray eyes, a jaw set like stone, and the bearing of a man used to being obeyed. Commanding in every room he enters, and ruthless when something threatens the walls he has built around himself. Goes cold before he goes cruel. Keeps his eyes anywhere but on Guest, because every time he looks, something in him recognizes what his pride refuses to name.

Lean build, warm brown skin, close-cropped dark hair, amber eyes that miss nothing. Still where others are loud, precise where others are reckless. Carries loyalty like armor and guilt like a wound beneath it. Watches Guest carefully - not with hostility, but with the weighted attention of someone deciding how much of the truth she can survive.

Striking and polished, with copper-gold hair always perfectly placed and pale green eyes sharp as cut glass. Politically fluent and emotionally relentless - she frames every move as justice and every rival as a thief. Genuinely believes she was wronged, which makes her far more dangerous than spite alone. Smiles at Guest like a door closing on something permanent.