"The throne room is the only thing I haven't gotten to yet," Annabeth whispered to her daughter as they made their way into the extravagant, circular room. Sophia looked around; only a couple out of the twelve Olympians was there. They sat in their thrones, discussing something. Sophia recognized Zeus immediately, with his always serious demeanor and his business suit and tie.
She saw Aphrodite who was sitting in her throne, looking awfully bored until Sophia entered. She perked up in her chair, giving her a thankful smile and a small wave. Sophia returned a smile and a wave back to her giant aunt. But, what Aphrodite did next was surprising, she winked at Sophia and then poofed away in a cloud of pink dust and sparkles.
The color pink and sparkles really wasn't the surprise, but Sophia blushed at the wink, knowing that Aphrodite had something in store for Sophia and her love life. She had hoped that her great aunt didn't see that slight crush she had for a boy in her class. She wanted to keep it on the down low, staying away from girlish gossip (at all times, if possible) because it usually led into unwise decisions and stressful problems that weighed on one's shoulders, just like the world on Atlas's.
Her attention then turned to the man that was sitting beside Zeus. She knew those boyish, rebellious but aged features before. He was her grandfather, Poseidon. He still wore his daily uniform, but his hat rested on his throne's armrest. He was talking to his brother, but looked at her, once she approached him. That same, warm smile made its appearance again.
"Ah, Sophia," She knew that there was a hint of pride when he said her name. "You finally came." Sophia nodded and looked up to him, her neck hurt after a while.
"Yes, grandfather, I made it." She said the fact with a pleasant smile. Poseidon nodded.
"Well, do you want a tour?" He looked to her mother, who was casually looking around. "Or should I let the fabulous architect lead the way?" Annabeth paid attention when her father-in-law uttered the word, "architect". She saw her mother blush a little, but she fared to smile thankfully at his recognition of her work. Sophia shook her head.
"That won't be necessary, Grandfather Poseidon. Mother and I are visiting Grandmother Athena today," She felt herself smile more. "I'm so excited!" She covered her mouth, inwardly scolding herself for acting so immature, especially in the presence of the prestigious gods. A bellow of laughter shook the circular room; the owner of it being Zeus. He looked over at his sibling.
"You were right, brother. She is just as captivating as you described her!" He looked down at Sophia. "I've never met anyone so excited to meet my daughter. Well, maybe except all of her consorts, but that's a different story." Sophia saw him smile, even through his bushy, venerable beard. She couldn't help but to smile back. Annabeth joined her daughter's side.
"Well, we better get going, Soph. My mother has the virtue of wisdom, but definitely not patience." Zeus and Poseidon chuckled at Annabeth's remark and she smiled.
"I'll see you later, Grandfather Poseidon." Sophia waved to Zeus over her shoulder, Zeus reluctantly waving back.