As nervous as her father was, she was twice as nervous. He had said he forgave her, and she believed him but still. She hadn't seen her parents in so long, she wasn't sure how to act around them. Before they had always been her King and Queen first. Now that was all different.
Sliding into an easy conversation with her mother had been easy, as long as she avoided talking about Olympians. She wasn't sure how to talk to her father.
She'd brought one of Dionysus' wines, as she'd gifted her mother, and took a breath before knocking on the door. She hadn't the resources to keep a place this nice, and her husband would just blow through it if she did, so she was a little jealous.