As Jennie disappeared into the woods, Jimin and Jisoo stumbled upon a small campsite. They were both hungry, and the aroma of freshly cooked meat made their stomachs growl.

As they approached the camp, they heard the sound of a man's voice. Jisoo recognized it as the voice of the King of the Holy Realm, known for his tough personality and no-nonsense attitude. Jimin's heart raced as he realized he could be in grave danger.

As Jimin and Jisoo hid behind thick foliage, an arrow whizzed past Jimin's ear, striking a nearby tree. He turned to see Karina, dressed in all black, standing before him. Jimin recognized her as one of the King's most skilled archers, known for her precision and deadly accuracy. He sensed danger in her silence and knew that they needed to tread carefully around her. The archer had a fierce look in her eyes. Jisoo quietly hid behind a nearby bush as Jimin cautiously stepped forward.

The archer said nothing, but instead raised her bow and pointed it at Jimin. Jisoo quietly hid behind a bush, watching the interaction.

Finally, the archer spoke. "I've been looking for you.” 

"Who are you?" he asked, his voice trembling slightly.

"I am Karina, the king's archer," she replied, her voice firm and unwavering.

Jimin's mind raced as he tried to come up with a way to escape. But Karina was too quick, and before he knew it, she had him surrounded.

"You're a wanted man," Karina said, her voice cold and unyielding. "The king has been looking for you."

Jimin took a deep breath, his mind racing as he tried to think of a way out of the situation. He knew he needed to be careful with his words, or he could end up in even more trouble.

Jimin hesitated for a second, “Me? Look I can explain everything to you.” 

Karina didn't seem pleased to see Jimin. "That doesn't change the fact that you're a wanted man.”

Jimin knew he was in trouble. He had been on the run for a long time and had always managed to evade the King's men. "What do you want from me?" he asked.

"I didn't steal from the king," he said, his voice steady. "I left voluntarily. I just want to be left alone."

Karina eyed him suspiciously, but didn't make a move. Jimin felt a small glimmer of hope, knowing that he might just be able to talk his way out of the situation.

Karina quickly tied Jimin up with a rope, her skilled fingers working fast as she bound him tightly.

As Karina tied up Jimin, he couldn't help but worry about Jisoo's safety. He wondered if she had managed to hide from Karina, or if she too had been captured. 

Without a word, Karina pulled him up and led him towards a campsite. 

The campsite was small and simple, yet carefully organized. A fire was crackling in the center, and the aroma of freshly cooked meat filled the air. The surrounding trees provided a natural barrier, and Jimin could see that they were well hidden from the main path. The tents were made of dark, durable canvas, blending in seamlessly with the surrounding forest.

As they approached, Jimin could see that the camp was guarded by several archers, all dressed in black and holding their bows at the ready. They looked strong and determined, their eyes fixed on Jimin as he was brought forward.

As he sat tied up near the campfire, Jimin tried to think of a way to escape. But the ropes were tight, and he knew it would be difficult to break free without being noticed by the other archers.

He glanced over at Karina, who was sharpening her arrows with a focused expression on her face. Jimin couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness as he remembered their past. They had grown up together, and he had always known that Karina had a crush on him. But their lives had taken them in different directions, and now they found themselves on opposite sides of the law.

Jimin let out a sigh, wondering how he had ended up in this mess. He hoped that Jisoo was safe, and that somehow, they would both find a way out of this predicament.

One of the archers signaled and then Karina stood up, propping Jimin up. 

"Come here”, she said, leading Jimin towards the largest tent, where the King was waiting. Jimin's heart raced with fear and anticipation as they drew closer. He wondered what fate awaited him in the hands of the King of the Holy Realm. 

As Jimin was brought into the tent, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe as he laid his eyes on the King of the Kingdom, RM. RM was dressed in regal attire, adorned with gold and jewels. His demeanor was commanding, exuding a sense of power and authority that demanded respect.

"Jimin, my right-hand man," RM said, his voice commanding yet soothing. "I'm glad to see you've finally come to face me."

Jimin swallowed hard, feeling a knot form in his throat. "Your Majesty," he said, bowing respectfully.

RM motioned for Jimin to rise. "I hear you have a tale to tell," he said, his eyes narrowing in scrutiny.

Jimin took a deep breath, steadying himself. 

"Your Majesty, I know that I have wronged you in the past," he began. "But I assure you, I left of my own accord."

He knew about the King's temper first-hand and he knew that he was putting himself in danger by coming forward. RM's eyes bore into him as he approached, and Jimin struggled to meet his gaze.

"You have caused quite a bit of trouble, Jimin," RM said, his voice low and commanding.

RM looked at Jimin with a furrowed brow. "Jimin, why did you