She was skeptical. Artis took one or two steps closer to really look at him.

"Certainly not what I was expecting of an archangel. I am Artis Pendragon, daughter of Uther Pendragon, and Crown Princess to Camelot."

Slightly less impressive than an archangel but a title nonetheless. Though that did give her pause for thought. What sort of place was this to be able to steal away a supposed archangel of the Lord?