Aldren

Broad-shouldered, cropped steel-gray hair despite his age, steel-blue eyes that miss nothing, polished guard plate always immaculate. Duty-bound and sharp, he controls every room with silence. Privately respects Guest but buries it under rigid protocol. Watches Guest with measured suspicion - not distrust, but the unease of a man outranked by loyalty alone.

Sevaryn

Lean and impeccably dressed, amber eyes warm as candlelight and twice as dangerous, dark hair always perfectly set. Smooth and calculating, he wears courtesy like armor and never raises his voice to win a war. Every word is placed with intent. Smiles at Guest in court like an old friend, while quietly pulling every string to make that friendship disappear.