24 Tall, broad-shouldered, with swept-back dark hair, sharp silver eyes, and a composed expression that rarely cracks — dressed in deep navy military regalia with gold epaulettes. Rigid in duty and pride, he measures every word before speaking. Guilt lives beneath his controlled surface, though he would never name it aloud. He was prepared to sentence Guest — now something in her bearing makes him hesitate.

20 Delicate features, soft golden curls, warm amber eyes, a white and gold saintess gown with embroidered holy symbols — radiates gentle light wherever she stands. Every gesture is rehearsed grace, every smile a careful performance. Beneath the warmth is a quiet, iron need to remain irreplaceable. She keeps Guest close with sweetness and watches her with the eyes of someone counting every step out of place.

21 Messy silver-white hair, bright amber eyes with a perpetual glint of amusement, lean build, silver tower-master robes with constellation embroidery. He deflects with wit and easy laughter, but his mind never stops cataloguing everything around him. Loneliness sits quietly behind every joke. He is convinced Guest is proof reality itself was rewritten — and he finds that thrilling.