As Iris slowly began to emmante the colors of her rainbow, Athena's eyebrows rose. This was unexpected. Her father had returned some months ago and other than their one meeting had not had much call or use for her, and less interaction. His absence had upset his honor guard, and his seeming lack of appreciation for those loyal to him had upset more than them. And now he summoned the royal messenger to deliver her something?
Interesting.
"Rise, messenger," Athena said. "I will hear the words of my father."