Calliope
Calliope watched Hera leave. Calliope turned back to face her father, her mouth open to try and form some sort of apology -
But Zeus seemed far to occupied with glaring after his wife. After a moment, he turned to her and forced a smile. "Let us be off then, Calliope."
Zeus was at her side before Calliope could do or say anything. Her father had steered her out of the counsel room before Calliope could think of anything to say.
"Father, I - "
"You have no reason to apologize, Calliope. My wife needs to understand that I have other obligations. This is at no fault to you."
Calliope fell into a slightly nervous silence. She sensed there was something more her father was not telling her, but Calliope thought it might be best to keep a respectful silence.
"Perhaps," her father said after a moment. "It was not wise for you to burst into a counsel meeting." Calliope blushed.
"I apologize, Father. I meant no disrespect."
"But you were looking for adventure, no?"
"Er - Yes."
Zeus chuckled. He met Calliope's eyes, and suddenly Calliope remembered why she wanted her sisters to know their father as she did. Calliope flashed Zeus a small smile. Zeus looked back warmly at her, but then his eyes cooled of rather suddenly.
"What did Hera say to you?" he asked tensely. Calliope's stomach churned.
"She told me not to take you away from her." Zeus's face darkened.
"Calliope," he said gruffly. "I have plans for you and your sisters. Do not let my wife frighten you away. We are your family, whatever she may say."
"I know," murmured Calliope. She realized that they had already made the journey from Olympus to the wood. Calliope stepped into the clearing where she had left Clio.
Clio was reading, as per usual. But she felt her father's presence the moment he stepped in. Her book slipped from her hand.
"Father," she said, standing, shooting Calliope an awed look.
