The Elf King called out without turning his head, only to discover his son did not respond to him.
He turned his head in astonishment, only to see an officer standing awkwardly at the front of the military formation.
Even the luxurious gold armor in the elegant Elven style couldn't hide the awkwardness and unease of this Elf.
"Your Majesty..." the tense and awkward Elf officer said to the King, "the Prince, he rode away."
"It happened as you began your conversation with Yadanisil."
Thranduil opened his mouth: "What is he planning to do now?"
"The Prince said he wanted to pursue the Beastman Commander who escaped last night, feeling it has been delayed too long and that he would lose track if he didn't go now."
"Selas, why didn't you stop him!"
The Elf officer gave an embarrassed smile.
Legolas, seeing his father turn to speak with others, quietly walked to the back of the formation, then got on a horse and rode away into the distance.
