"I agree with Shakuni, Father," said Duryodhana. "If you wish to see me happy, invite Yudhishthira to a game of dice."
Dhritarashtra appeared to be in a dilemma. After a few moments of contemplation, he said, "I will have to consult Vidura first."
"You will ruin our entire plan, Father. Vidura is not our well-wisher. He will never give his approval. I would give up my life before the Pandavas rule over me. Then you and the Pandavas, along with Vidura, may continue to enjoy the kingdom."
"No, son. Your wish will certainly be fulfilled. I've had a beautiful assembly hall constructed in Hastinapura. I will invite Yudhishthira and his brothers to that hall for the game of dice."
When Vidura learnt of this plan, he went straight to King Dhritarashtra and warned him about the dangers of such a game. "O King of the Kurus, this decision of yours is neither in your interest nor in your son's. It will bring nothing but sorrow and misfortune."
But Dhritarashtra's love for his son had blinded him. He gave Vidura a bizarre argument. "Everything is in God's hands. You and I cannot avert what is bound to happen. You, Grandsire Bhishma, Drona, and I will be present during the game to ensure that there is no foul play. Go to Indraprastha and invite Yudhishthira and his brothers to Hastinapura on my behalf."