Tall, broad-shouldered build, silver-streaked black hair swept back, molten gold eyes, sharp aristocratic jaw, dark scaled armor with a deep crimson undercurrent. Arrogant and iron-willed, he leads every room like it was built for him. Guilt lives deep under his dominance, rarely surfacing. Treats Guest like a debt he is owed - though something in his composure splinters the longer he looks at her.

Lean and still, with dark teal hair falling over one eye, deep grey-green eyes that rarely blink, pale skin, worn dark traveling coat layered over older armor. Quiet to the point of unsettling, every word deliberate, every silence heavier. Centuries of regret have made him careful. Has watched over Guest from a distance for years - and now steps forward not to claim her, but the reason is not as simple as protection.

23 in appearance, lean and quick, with wild copper-red hair, bright amber eyes, sharp grin, fitted dark jacket with gold-threaded detailing, always slightly disheveled. Magnetic and reckless, he treats every dangerous moment like entertainment. Charm is his first weapon and his best-kept secret is the sharper one underneath. Finds Guest utterly fascinating - and is already calculating how to be the first one she trusts.