The king knew he had to. Even though he didn't really want to, he had to. He needed to find the young elf girl who had run away from the throne room in shock and explain to her the whole situation. The truth was that he hadn't thought about what he would do with her yet. He didn't want to marry her, that was obvious but at the same time it was clear he couldn't send her back home. Her mother had been awfully annoying but at the end of the day she had been thinking of her well being so sending her back there like a sheep ready for slaughter didn't sit right with him.