Chapter Thirty-Six: No Escape

Dan-Bi moved through the palace corridors, his thoughts occupied with the upcoming council meeting.

Jin-Seok had let him go too easily.

That should have been a relief—should have been.

And yet, something about it felt... wrong.

Still, there was no time to dwell.

He turned a corner—

And froze.

A figure stood in the dimly lit hallway, waiting.

Jin-Seok.

Dan-Bi immediately stepped back, but Jin-Seok was faster.

In one smooth motion, he seized Dan-Bi's wrist and pulled him into the nearest empty chamber, shutting the door behind them.

This time—

There would be no interruptions.

Dan-Bi yanked his arm free, his usual composure slipping slightly. "Your Highness—"

"Enough."

Jin-Seok stepped forward, and Dan-Bi instinctively stepped back—only to find himself against the wall.

No escape.

Jin-Seok placed his hand beside Dan-Bi's head, caging him in.

"Tell me," Jin-Seok said quietly, his gaze sharp, intense. "If I were to strip away your carefully crafted mask, what would I find beneath it?"

Dan-Bi forced a smirk. "A scholar, nothing more."

Jin-Seok exhaled a short laugh. "A scholar?" His fingers brushed against Dan-Bi's collar, deliberately testing boundaries. "Then why do you flinch when I get too close?"

Dan-Bi stilled.

Jin-Seok saw it—

The smallest hesitation.

The tiniest break in control.

And that was all he needed.

"Who are you, Dan-Bi?" he pressed, his voice barely above a whisper.

The distance between them was almost nonexistent now, the tension thick and suffocating.

Dan-Bi swallowed.

If he said the wrong thing—

If he slipped now—

Everything would be over.

And yet—

Jin-Seok's eyes searched his, waiting, demanding—

And for the first time, Dan-Bi wondered…

Had he underestimated the prince?

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