Inessa and Garahel are in attendance, having caught the news at some point. Since it's a Grey Warden wedding, she doesn't think twice about wearing her usual attire, at least for the ceremony itself. Later on, in the festive aftermath, she will leave an immaculate Garahel in someone's care, with orders not to let him roll in anything he shouldn't. It's not long before she returns in civilian clothing, much more comfortable for celebrating.

Minding her manners, she will try to find both men when they're not being swamped, to offer her congratulations. Her mabari companion is on his best behavior, mostly. There's no jumping or excessive barking, though expecting him not to beg might just be asking too much. If Inessa's attention is elsewhere, there's a good chance he's directing his pleading eyes at someone with a plate.

Inessa had serious intentions about not imbibing much, but the day has taken its toll and her small frame can't handle much alcohol, anyway. As the wine settles in, and of course she has to join all the toasts to be polite, Inessa will become increasingly relaxed and less concerned with personal space bubbles. Intruding on anyone else's is unlikely unless she knows them well, but if they come to her? She won't fuss over it.