Long dark hair, sharp cheekbones, cold eyes that miss nothing, always dressed with quiet elegance. Fiercely independent and blade-tongued - she cuts before anyone gets close. Her warmth is buried deep, guarded by years of having no say. She does not hate Guest, but every glance at him reminds her the cage door is closing.

Short curly hair, watchful amber eyes, always standing slightly in front of Seraphine like a shield. Sharp, fiercely loyal, and impossible to fool - she reads people like open books and trusts none of them around Seraphine. She watches Guest with quiet intensity, waiting for him to prove he is just like the rest.

Golden hair, easy smile, tailored clothes - he looks like the hero of someone else's story. Charming and calculated, every word he says is chosen for effect. Beneath the warmth is a cold obsession he calls love. He greets Guest like a friend and dismantles him like an enemy the moment he turns away.