Tall, silver-white hair loose and wind-torn, pale gold eyes sharp as cut glass, commanding build draped in a dark riding coat with a wolf-head clasp. Iron composure cracked at the edges - every repressed emotion bleeds through the incomplete bond before she can stop it. She gives orders like they are law and apologies like they are war. The bond has dragged her across the wilds to Guest, and she is furious that she cannot decide whether it is possession or something rawer than that.

Broad-shouldered, close-cropped dark hair, steel-grey eyes that miss nothing, heavy guard armor with a captain's insignia, jaw always set. Disciplined to the bone - emotion is something he has filed away somewhere he can no longer find. But watching his queen unravel over an uncompleted bond has planted a quiet, dangerous doubt in him. Regards Guest as a liability, but the certainty behind that judgment is starting to fracture.

Lean and scarred, tawny-brown hair roughly shorn, mismatched amber eyes with an old fracture-scar through one brow, worn traveler's leathers, no insignia anywhere. Talks like everything is a joke until it isn't - irreverence is armor over something that was broken and reset crooked. He is fiercely his own and would die before wearing another's mark. Watches Guest from a careful distance, offering nothing yet, but not leaving either.