"My lord devised this marriage proposal plan to help the Elf Race out of their predicament. Your Dark Night Elf Clan has always been an ally of our Celestial Race. Why would we want to see you suffer losses? As for the Seventh Princess, the Third Prince and the Queen should both be well aware that she is destined to marry into the Celestial Race. Would we really stand by and watch her die?" the black-robed man said leisurely.
"But facing the enemy with only three or five attendants is simply too dangerous. If they run into humans, it's a certain death sentence. How about this... let my seventh royal sister take a thousand-strong troop, with a few high-rankers to protect her. That would be foolproof!" the Third Prince said through clenched teeth after some thought.
"Hahaha... Are you joking, Prince?" the black-robed man suddenly burst out laughing.
"What does the honored envoy mean by that?" The Third Prince's brow furrowed slightly.
