Dan-Bi stood in his quarters, gripping the edge of his desk. His eyes scanned the freshly inked decree again, heart hammering.
"All scholars are to present detailed reports of their research before the council."
This was no ordinary summons.
This was a trap.
Prince Seong-Jin was forcing his hand. If Dan-Bi presented a carefully curated report, it would only make the prince more suspicious. If he hesitated, it would confirm his guilt in the prince's eyes.
A brilliant move.
Dan-Bi smirked despite himself. Fine. If the prince wanted a game, he would give him one.