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Daniel met up with Sam outside the city walls just before nightfall. She had found Jack.
"He's locked up in the Royal prison- without reinforcements, I don't know how we can get him out." She said nervously. Daniel watched her glance over her shoulder for the third time.
"Were you fallowed?" He asked. Sam looked like she wanted to say no, but instead she gave a half-shrug.
"I don't know... I've just got this weird feeling..." Sam looked over her shoulder again and rubbed her neck.
"Why did they lock up Jack?" Daniel prompted her. Sam turned back to him.
"They're saying he killed the King."
"What?" Daniel said incredulously, "Why would he do that?"
"I have no idea." Sam answered.
"What was he doing here?"
"He said he was going to help Joceline with something-" Sam stopped speaking abruptly, pulling Daniel down into the shadow of the city wall. Footsteps were approaching fast from around the corner; booted footsteps. The Royal guard. Sam tugged at Daniel's shirt and motioned for him to fallow her. Keeping low, the two of them crept quickly and silently along the wall.
It was nearly dark by now, and visibility was further weakened by a thick fog coming in from the South. The fog carried the sound of the guards along the wall, and made the hair on the back of Daniel's neck stand up.
"This way," Sam whispered to him. She ducked into a doorway in the wall, Daniel fallowing close behind her. He shut it just as the Guards were rounding the bend in the wall, and found himself in a small room, with large crates stacked up to the ceiling on both walls.
"I don't think they saw us." Sam said after a moment. "Which way were they headed?"
"They turned West." Daniel answered. Sam let her shoulders fall.
"They're headed for the Stargate. They've probably sent soldiers to your village as well." Daniel nodded, looking around the room.
"Sam, where are we?" Daniel asked. Sam opened her mouth to answer, but someone beat her to it.
"The home of Master Gorlois, sir." A small voice said. An even smaller girl stepped out from behind the crates, a doll in her hand and a curious expression on her face. She wore a plain, tame colored dress like most of the city folk, but she also had a deep violet ribbon tied around her right arm. Her doll had a matching one. Both Sam and Daniel stared at her, stunned, before coming to their senses.
"Hello," Sam said kindly, using that voice adults always reserve for strange children. "What's your name?"
"Igraine." She answered.
"My name is-"
"Samantha Carter." The girl interrupted. "And your Daniel Jackson," she said, turning to the very stunned linguist.
"Yeah." said Sam, giving Daniel a perplexed look. The little girl reached a tentative hand forward and touched the faded SGC symbol on the shoulder of Sam's jacket.
"My parents have been talking about you. They were waiting for you to show up." The girl said slowly. "They want to help you."