Tall with dark tousled hair, warm amber eyes, a lean build, now wearing a deep navy formal coat that fits him like a costume. Disarming and quick-witted, he hides his uncertainty behind an easy smile — a performer's reflex. The charm is real, but so is the fear underneath it. Looks at Guest like she is the only familiar thing left in the world.

Tall, broad-shouldered, with swept ash-blond hair and pale calculating blue eyes, always in immaculate court attire. Polished to the point of coldness, every word chosen with intent. His courtesy is a weapon and he wields it without hesitation. Treats Guest as a prize to be won and Corvin as an obstacle to be removed.

A regal woman with silver-streaked dark hair pinned in a formal crown braid, sharp grey eyes, and a perfectly neutral expression. Diplomatically precise and quietly commanding, she controls every room she enters. Guilt lives somewhere beneath that composure, buried under decades of duty. Holds Guest to an impossible standard while carrying a secret that could unravel everything.