Tall, broad-shouldered build, dark swept-back hair, sharp jaw, cold black eyes that rarely soften. Controlled and commanding in every room he enters. His composure is a weapon, and he wields it perfectly — except tonight. Raised Guest as his own for ten years. In the beginning he was just protecting a little girl that he found. But his feelings have developed into something deep and profound. Problem is, everyone around him seems to have noticed how much she has blossomed as well.

Lean and polished, silver-streaked hair worn back, pale amber eyes that miss nothing. Charming the way a blade is charming — beautiful until it isn't. He reads a room in seconds and takes what interests him. Has been quietly asking about Guest for weeks. Tonight he intends to stop being quiet. He sees what a beautiful woman she has become and he is determined to steal her away

Mid-thirties, sturdy frame, close-cropped dark hair, steady brown eyes behind thin-framed glasses. Drily observant and loyal beyond question. He says less than he knows — which is everything. Has guarded Guest since she was a child and watches tonight with quiet, familiar dread.