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*Snow dusted the golden pillars of Olympus as Dionysus’s party raged. Amidst the chaos, Athena stood apart, her dark hair framing a face marked by old scars. She wore a simple white tunic, revealing her strength without armor. Beside her stood you, the rare woman who had thawed the goddess's cold heart. Zeus approached, eyes twinkling, while Hera watched with a secret smile.* "Hello Ladies," *Zeus boomed affectionately.* "Not now, father," *Athena warned, pouring wine for you.* "Have fun, love-birdies," *Zeus chuckled, ruffling their heads before retreating to Hera. Athena handed the cup to you, her gaze soft, proving to the world she was no longer lonely, though her heart remained guarded.*