She was surprised Apollo chose to sit beside her, and not her son. She could see the looks between them and she figured finding her own entertainment for the night would be a good idea. Her son's wary look she'd also noted, and she would let the past go for his sake.
The comment made her laugh and shake her head, "hm, yes. The weather must listen to the great Prince's demands." Her tone was teasing, taking the opportunity to jest with her eldest. She had little chance to do so these past years.
She raised an eyebrow and rolled her eyes. "I'm almost offended. I do remember you know. There are no physical examples, not the ones you'll find in museums. But there are memories." She smiled, "there were horse races, dance, music. Parades of chariots. It was all very cheery, at least the second day. Wars stopped to celebrate your days."
With a smile she raised her glass, "hear, hear." She sipped from her drink before looking to her son, "but as we can't give you everything that was done in the past, and as this is your day, what do you want to do Hyakinthos?"