"You look fine you know," a voice said when he ran his hands through his hair for the dozenth time. He turned to see Hecate lounging nearby surrounded by the ghostly hounds she kept as company. His glare only made the Titan smile. "Why are you here?" He asked. How was another question but Hecate knew paths he did not and the woman only shrugged. "It's good to see the one who would be Queen here." She gave enigmatically.
It only made him sigh. Making sense of Hecate wasn't something he was going to try. But when the knock came he stopped his pacing and had the attendants open the doors. He smiled as Hestia entered. Behind him stood his throne, quiet in it's marble. He tried not to be too ostentatious. "Welcome," he offered. "I thank you for coming."