Alistaire joined in the applause. He'd been in the midst of making his rounds, after seeing to Alisa, and he'd spotted his former Lady. A leonine grin crept over his face as he approached her and an almost equally fetching young redheaded woman at her side. Much like Selene, she set off alarm bells in his head that shrieked 'you know better'.

Much like Selene, that was precisely why he couldn't keep away.

He had been about to speak up when the room was captured by his grandfather. It was a rousing speech. Elegant in its simplicity. It was so simple, after all. Obvious, even.

"Fine days are ahead, Lady Selene," Alistaire finally speaks up, dropping the former 'my' before the polite address, per his Grandfather's very specific instructions. "--would you not agree?" He kisses her hand, then nods his head to her companion. "I don't believe I've had the pleasure yet."