Artemis

Artemis stood in the grandeur of the throne room, her posture composed despite the weight of the situation.

The air was tense, charged with an undercurrent of uncertainty. King Herald's gaze bore into her, colored with a mix of suspicion and hesitation.

Her actions in the past had left him wary, uncertain if he could fully trust her intentions. 

"Please my lord, she is lying my lord. Please spare me." the oracle said who was in chains, with two soldiers.

She is the one who had told the king about Arianna. 

In the grand throne room, Artemis stood with a composed demeanor, her gaze fixed on the king. An air of tension enveloped the room, as both Artemis and King Herald exchanged wary glances.

The atmosphere was charged with suspicion, the result of Artemis' prior secrecy and reluctance to share information. 

Artemis was not worried about the king or the oracle because she knew her fate better than anyone else in the world.