How to Chase a Royalty. [j.jk + k.th]

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The Princess Made Me Do It!

Let me introduce you to 'The King and His Glory.'

What is it, you ask?

It is an ongoing web-novel. So far, all the readers know is that the Crown Prince Jungkook has killed his father and taken over the throne for reasons unknown; furthermore, he has chosen a suitor for his sister who do hates it and runs away from the palace.
And, Kim Taehyung just happens to be an extra who helps the Princess escape and dies by the hands of the King.

A small sacrifice to be made for the story's progression.

Sacrifice? My ass! He thought as he was being taken in chains through the streets. There is no way I am letting my head get chopped. Not today. I need a plan.

"Free me, you beasts!" Taehyung demanded as he walked behind the soldiers with his hands chained together. "You ungrateful humans. Let me go!"

There was no reaction from the group.

"Kind soldiers, let me go." He requested with a humble smile now.

Again, no response.

"I - I have a mother who's very sick." He lied. "My father has left us drowning in debts. Ah, my poor mother! She needs me!"

From atop his horse, Namjoon turned back to look down at his captive. "You sure do talk a lot!"

"God has gifted me a mouth."

"He sure has." Namjoon spoke. "Say, if you love your mother so much, then you should've thought of her before doing such act."

"What act are you accusing me of?" Taehyung questioned. "I've done nothing wrong to the Princess. To be honest, she was the one who came onto me first."

Namjoon glared at him.

Taehyung hesitated. "That came out so wrong. That's really not what I meant."

"Quiet!" Namjoon ordered. "Save your speech for the King."

Every step Taehyung took felt closer to death. Come on. Think. For the first time ever, he felt unprepared, and he was never unprepared. His logic had officially left his brain.

Can I take on these guards? He thought, glancing at the soldiers walking next to him. They've got swords! What am I thinking? I can't beat these guys. I can't even try running away because these chains are too heavy. Ugh. Should've hit the gym more often.

"You are so keen on taking me to the King, aren't you." Taehyung groaned. "You have your mind set on killing me, don't you."

Hearing him talk again, Namjoon sighed. He was clearly annoyed.

"If you don't want to hear me talk, let me go. It's easy. All you have to do is free me of these chains and I'll go my way."

"If you speak again, I'll stitch your lips." Namjoon warned through gritted teeth.

"Then how will I answer to the King?"

"Ugh." Namjoon groaned. His grip on the horse's lease tightened. His blood pressure rising. "Shut up or else I'll make the horse kick you."

That did the trick. The talkative youth immediately piped down. His mind a mess of thoughts. He was running out of ideas of escaping.
What if he tried to change the ending? He would try to get on the King's good side, and make sure the King does not despise him. That will save my neck!