"Thank you, Seneschal." Edward gave a small bow, keenly feeling the strain of her blindness and the awkwardness of Lyssa's presence. So he pressed on, "I wished to take the opportunity to converse; upon our first meeting, I was quite taken by the flower garden, and before I knew it, the ceremony had concluded. It is to my shame I have allowed the matter to lay fallow until now." Edward allowed his small apologetic smile to creep into his tone, something he usually suppressed.
"But, before I go further, I am simply compelled to offer my compliments on your attire. Your beauty is rendered especially stunning tonight. Is the dress an original piece, or were alterations arranged?"