My initial plan was to start the chapter with the big confrontation, the villages coming to take the female protagonist away. I changed that decision. Now the chapter starts a bit slower, its Jacob's last day in his home as a boy. I, like him, wanted to linger a little. So I wrote about the roast pig they'd cooked, I wrote about the boots and clothes his father bought for him. I wrote up to the confrontation...and stopped.
Frankly, I was tired. This next scene is going to be a big one. After that, the story begins in earnest. Yep. 44 pages into it and NOW the plot is ready to begin. Sob. Honestly, I don't know if this is the right path. With a teenaged protagonist, this book may well end up in YA. But I'm not writing it like a YA novel. I'm writing it like Epic Fantasy, which has more world-building, flavor and a slower pace, in general. You want a sense of immersion in Epic Fantasy, or at least I do.
In the end, I'm writing this book they way I'd want to read it. Hopefully other people agree with that decision. If not, well, it's a first draft. It may grow or be pruned in subsequent drafts. Either way, I'm going to get this story told and have fun doing it.