“Wisdom's daughter walks alone,The mark of Athena burns through Rome.”

“Wisdom's daughter walks alone—”“Ella!” Frank stood suddenly. “Maybe it's not the best time—”“The Mark of Athena burns through Rome,” Ella continued, cupping her hands over her ears and raising her voice. “Twins snuff out the angel's breath, Who holds the key to endless death. Giants' bane stands gold and pale, Won with pain from a woven jail.”

“THE MARK OF ATHENA BABY!!!!!!”

“Wisdom's daughter walks alone.That didn't just mean without other people, Annabeth realized. It meant without any special powers.”

“Athena called, "Annabeth Chase, my own daughter."Annabeth squeezed my arm, then walked forward and knelt at her mother's feet.Athena smiled. "You, my daughter, have exceeded all expectations. You have used your wits, your strength, and your courage to defend this city, and our seat of power. It has come to our attention that Olympus is...well, trashed. The Titan lord did much damage that will have to be repaired. We could rebuild it by magic, of course, and make it just as it was. But the gods feel that the city could be improved. We will take this as an opportunity. And you, my daughter, will design these improvements."Annabeth looked up, stunned. "My...my lady?"Athena smiled wryly. "You are an architect, are you not? You have studied the techniques of Daedalus himself. Who better to redesign Olympus and make it a monument that will last for another eon?""You mean...I can design whatever I want?""As your heart desires," the goddess said. "Make us a city for the ages.""As long as you have plenty of statues of me," Apollo added."And me," Aphrodite agreed."Hey, and me!" Ares said. "Big statues with huge wicked swords and-"All right!" Athena interrupted. "She gets the point. Rise, my daughter, official architect of Olympus.”

“Mark my words, nothing smells worse than burned scorpion.”

“Sounds like a plan worthy of Athena.”