Altair/Alecta/Open
"Look at you, and that smile on your face. Thinking about your lovely bride to be?" Alecta grinned as she approached her friend, her words teasing, but the smile on her face genuine. She held a half-empty glass of champagne in her hand, her eyes raking over Altair with an appraising look. "You look handsome, darling. Congratulations on your engagement," she chuckled quietly.