2. The actual cast

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"Your Majesty! Our deep apologies! We will have him thrown into the dungeons immediately" the man who chased him rushed into the tent and bowed to the handsome man in front of Taehyung. 

Taehyung frowned at the words. 'What the hell?! Are they drama characters or what?! Why is he calling him 'Your Majesty'?! Oooooooooh, okay, that's it!' he finally understood what was happening. 

"Excuse me, sir. I'm not a part of this drama. You might have mistaken me for your spy or whatever, but it isn't me. The actual actor might be on his way. Call him and find out how long he is gonna take if you have his number" he said. 

Every single person in the tent gave him a weird look. 

The guard looked at the handsome man, not knowing what to do with this mad man. The handsome man didn't pay attention to the guard. He was busy judging Taehyung, who ran into his tent out of the blue and started rambling nonsense in front of him. 

"Throw him" he ordered. 

"Huh?!" Taehyung exclaimed when the guard started walking towards him. "What the fuck, man?! I told you I'm not the actor!! Leave me alone, you fucker! Wait for the actual actor!!" he exclaimed, taking huge steps backwards. 

"SHUT UP!!" the handsome man roared. "Stop your nonsense!! Do you think you can escape me after creating a ruckus in my tent?! You are a spy from Alyndus, aren't you?" he asked. 

"What's wrong with you guys?! I am NOT the actor for this role!! Get it through your fucking thick heads!! Also, I came to you for help!! Not for you to throw me into some fucking dungeon!! Where's the director?! Call him! This script sucks!! Ask him to change it!!" Taehyung exclaimed, successfully halting everyone on their steps. 

Everyone looked at him like he grew an extra butt. 

Before the guard could shake his head and capture him, two other guards stepped in with another man in their hold. The man, who had a deep wound on his neck, seemed to be struggling to get out of their hold. 

"Let go, you mofos!! What the fuck?!!?!" the man kept yelling. 

"JIMIN-AH!!!!" Taehyung yelled. 

The man whipped his head towards Taehyung with huge, relieved eyes. "TAEHYUNG!!" he yelled, successfully breaking out of the guards' hold and running towards Taehyung. 

"Yo, what the fuck is happening here?!" he whispered to Taehyung. "I have no fucking idea. The only thing I know is that there is some drama shooting going on and that these people are mistaking us for the actors in these roles" Taehyung whispered back. 

Even though they whispered to each other, everything was silent enough for their words to be heard by everyone else. 

The handsome man slammed his hand on a table nearby and glowered at the two of them. 

"How dare you say this is a drama? How dare you enter the King's tent and create ruckus right in front of him?! You shall regret what you have done, you peasants! THROW THEM IN THE DUNGEONS!! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!" he yelled. 

The guards hurried forward to take Taehyung and Jimin away. "YO, WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO CALL US PEASANTS?! YOU ARE TAKING YOUR ROLE TOO SERIOUSLY!! SHUT THE FUCK UP AND KNOW YOUR FUCKING PLACE!!!" Jimin yelled as the guards grabbed the two of them and dragged them out of the tent. 

"Shut up!!! He will cut your hea-"

"CHOP THEIR HEADS OFF AFTER TORTURING THEM IN THE DUNGEONS FOR TWO WEEKS" the handsome man yelled from inside. 

Taehyung and Jimin rolled their eyes. 'These people are crazy' they thought. 

They stopped struggling and let the guards drag them wherever they wanted. 'They are gonna let us go once the actual actors arrive' they thought, failing to realize that there were no cameras anywhere. 

"Who are they?" someone suddenly asked. All the four guards bowed to that person immediately. "They are spies from Alyndus, Your Highness" one of them said. 

Taehyung rolled his eyes again and let out a deep breath before the man could respond. 

"Look here, sir. We have no idea why no one is understanding us, but we are NOT a part of the cast. We are NOT the actual actors of these roles. Let us go and continue shooting after the actual actors come" he said. 

"How dare you talk to me that way? Do you know who you are talki-" 

"Are we supposed to know who we are talking to? You are just another actor in this drama, aren't you? I never saw you before, so you aren't that famous either. Know your place and get us out of here" Jimin cut him off, not caring about hurting his feelings. 

The man stared at Jimin and Taehyung for a while before taking a deep breath. 

"I don't know where you are from or what you are doing in our Kingdom, especially in the middle of a war, but this is not the way you talk to the General of an army, young man. Also, you will have to refine your language if you don't want your tongues cut out of your mouths" he said. 

"Wooaaahhhh!! Goosebumps!!" Taehyung exclaimed. "Jiminie, did you feel them?" he asked. "I did!!" Jimin exclaimed, staring open-mouthed at the man. 

"What's your name? You are great at acting" Taehyung commented, wondering why he had never heard of him before. 

The guards were practically trembling by then. They had no idea why those spies were behaving that way and disrespecting the King and the second Prince of their Kingdom without a care about their own lives. 

The man glared at Taehyung for a while before taking another deep breath. 

"Kim Namjoon" he said. 

"Can you give me your instagram username? I wanna follow you" Taehyung said, making Namjoon frown. 

"Don't follow me anywhere. It is dangerous here. Just throw them into the dungeons" he said. 

"So you don't have instagram?! Man, you are really great at acting!! You can become famous if you create one!! You are hella hot!!" Taehyung exclaimed before the guards could drag them away. 

"What are you talking about?! Also, I'm not hot" Namjoon said, placing a hand on his forehead to check his temperature. Taehyung and Jimin snorted loudly. "He didn't say your body is hot. He said YOU are hot. Hot as in sexy hot" Jimin said. 

The guards gasped loudly and let go of them. They fled the scene before those two men could land them into the dungeons as well. 

"Wow, finally!" Taehyung sighed and flexed his muscles. 

"Get your phone. We'll make an account for you" Jimin said. 

Namjoon stared at them for a while before taking another deep breath. 

"What is a phone?" he asked. 












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