Draven sat in his academy office. Lord High Investigator duties. Mountains of paperwork. Shuffle shuffle. Reports on noble corruption. Evidence gathering. Political maneuvering.
Boring.
Knock knock knock.
"Enter."
The door opened. Creak. Crown Prince Edward stepped inside. Alone. No guards. Unusual.
"Your Highness." Draven stood. "Wasn't expecting you."
Edward closed the door. Click. Locked it. Clack. Walked to the desk. Sat down without being invited. Thump.
His face was serious. Grim.
"We have a problem," Edward said.
Draven sat back down. Creak. "What kind of problem?"
"House Redwyn. House Sterling. House Blackthorn." Edward counted on his fingers. "Three major noble houses. All forming an alliance. Against you."
Fuck.
"Why?"
"Take your guess." Edward leaned back." You humiliated House Corvus. You're Lord High Investigator targeting corrupt nobles. You won the tournament showing S-Rank power. You're fucking dangerous."
"I'm on your side."
