A Desire for the Moon

2

The night was a little gloomy. The clouds were dark and it looked like there would be a bad thunderstorm. The prisoners in the jail were all out in the yard. They were going on with their regular activities. Some were doing the work assigned to them which helped them to earn some money even when they were in prison. Some were just lazing around as they had nothing to do. Jungkook was sitting under a tree and drawing something in the sand with a stick. Namjoon sat beside him as he took a nap. Namjoon loved the weather like this. It made him calm down and helped him think. He looked at Jungkook, "Do you know anything about the emperor?"

Jungkook nodded, "I asked around after yesterday. He is the most insane emperor till now. The guards said that when his parents died, his grandfather, the then emperor, announced a sort of competition. And said that whoever won that, would get the throne after him. All the cousins fought in and out of the competition. After about two months, only Kim Seokjin was alive. He didn't even kill anyone. They say he won purely by playing politically. After he won, he accused his grandfather of killing all his cousins by announcing some useless competition and dethroned him and sat on the throne himself. All at the age of 17 years. He has been ruling ever since."

Namjoon hummed. Seokjin seemed like an interesting character. Would he really be okay if he said yes? No... He can't just say yes because it sounds fascinating. He will make it hard for Jungkook too. He would just toss both of them away after a month and then they won't have anything left. Not that they have anything left right now but at least he had Jungkook. Namjoon looked at Jungkook. Then he saw what Jungkook was doing. It was really amazing.

He suddenly got up and walked to the chief, "Let me make a call."

The chief smiled softly, "His Majesty said that if you tell us to call him, we are to bring you directly to him."

Namjoon rolled his eyes and sighed, "I am not being handcuffed again. I am warning you."

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The entire process of transferring Namjoon to the castle was painstaking. He had to lie to Jungkook about him going to the castle. He told him that because he was bored, they were taking him out for a little ride. Of course, Jungkook didn't believe it, but Namjoon couldn't care less. He was then dressed 'appropriately.' His hair was trimmed and styled before taking him to a car. Namjoon was surprised that it was a decent car and not some rusty truck in which he was brought to this place. The distance between the prison and the palace was about an hour and a half. All the while, Namjoon just looked out of the window. He realised how small the world inside the walls was. Of course, he wasn't born in prison, but he had definitely forgotten how huge the world really was. The empire was huge. There were tall buildings and small houses. All were perfectly designed and placed. With every passing detail that Namjoon took in, he wondered if everything developed under Seokjin. It wasn't just buildings, there were green spaces too and they were too huge.

The palace was massive. The security was fierce. Everyone wore the same dress. Namjoon wondered if it was really comfortable. It took almost fifteen minutes to reach the main building from the gates. The main building was huge as well. There were at least fifty stairs Namjoon would have to climb. The chief opened the door of the car for Namjoon. Namjoon got out and stood straight in front of the building. He saw a man wearing a black suit waiting for Namjoon. He saw the chief bow to the man.

Must be important.

As they climbed the stairs, Namjoon saw that there were a lot of cameras. He also saw people communicating with the mic on their sleeves and the earpiece. When he reached the man, the man glared at Namjoon. He looked at the chief, "Why is he not handcuffed?"

Namjoon wanted to scoff so bad but he remained stoic. The chief fumbled a little, "Umm... Hoseok-nim, he doesn't like being handcuffed. Last time we tried to force him, he..." the chief gulped a little.