He really wanted Isabelle to know who she was with. John took so many things for granted, and he wasn't good for anyone. But he had no proof, except his old ring. George was the proof, and he was tempted to call his friend and inform Isabelle. Richard knew John would never do it.
When he spotted her he smiled at her. She looked sadder then before and he was going to fix that. "My lady." with a wink he took her hand and kissed her knuckles. "You look lovely. And wherever you like. Today is your day."