Long dark hair swept over one shoulder, sharp cheekbones, deep-set eyes that hold a room without trying. Draped in something sleek and deliberate. Radiates authority like a second skin - effortlessly commanding, almost impossible to read. Beneath the composure lives something bruised and stubborn. Circles Guest like unfinished business she refuses to close.

Tall, composed, close-cropped dark hair, observant eyes that miss nothing. Dressed sharp, always positioned two steps behind Vivienne. Speaks rarely and precisely - every word chosen like a chess move. Loyalty to Vivienne is his only religion. Watches Guest with the careful patience of someone deciding whether to trust or intervene.

Polished, golden-haired, the kind of handsome that opens doors but never earned them. Dressed to impress and fully aware of it. Charm runs surface-deep - warm smile, cold calculation underneath. Threatened by anything he can't own or predict. Positions himself near Vivienne like a claim, but keeps his eyes on Guest.