"What am I to do with Droven, My Lord?" the Jaffa asked Craven, as he shifted under Jesse's weight.
"Take her to the queen's quarters. I believe my love will enjoy her newest host."
"As you wish, My Lord." The Jaffa then went off in the direction of the Queen's chambers. "Our Queen will be very happy."
"Yes, she will be."
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When Jesse came to, she found herself in a room, that was decorated with silk curtains. She automatically knew that she was in the Queen's chambers. Jesse quickly got to her feet and began to look for a way out. There had been rumors going through the village of how the Queen was dying and Jesse knew that it might be only the host that was dying and not the Goa'uld. If that was the case, Jesse had a hunch that she might be the queen's newest host.
"Droven?" a soft voice called out, causing Jesse to spin around to face an elderly woman, dressed in white from head to toe. "You are the one, my mate sent as my new host."
"Yes, My Lady," Jesse said, as she bowed to her. "I'm sorry to hear that you are ill, Lady Jasmine."
"I'm not ill," Jasmine yelled, as she took a step towards Jesse. "I'm dying. My host was wounded so severely, that I could not repair her."
"What about a sarcophagus?" As Jasmine took a step towards her, Jesse took one back.
"My body has rejected it. Only a new host can save me now. I see that it is to be you, Droven."
"The honor is mine, My Lady, but you don't want to have me as your host. There are others out there who are more beautiful than I. Your husband only wants me as your new host so that he can control us both."
"I know, but I don't really have another choice."
"You always have a choice."
"Shut up, Droven." Jasmine's eyes flashed as she took a step towards Jesse. "My mate and I have had trouble with humans like yourself for many years. The last one he brought before me,
took me a month to break down his spirit. He was so much in love with you, and he was ashamed that he wasn't able to save you in the end."
"Mark?" Jesse backed away from Jasmine only to run into the wall. "What happened to him?"
"He's now a new Goa'uld, in my mate's army."
"You turned him into a Goa'uld?"
"Yes, and he is a very powerful man now. More powerful than he ever was before. His loyalty is to me."
"You are a horrible person." Jesse's eyes grew darker as her temper flared and that got Jasmine to laugh.
"You will serve me well, Droven."
"My name is Jesse Marshall, not Droven."
"Droven means lost one." Jasmine moved so that she was in front of Jesse and Jesse could not get away from her.
"I know what it means. I wasn't born yesterday."
"I know that." Jasmine grabbed a tight hold onto Jesse's throat and forced her down to her knees. "You are a stupid child." Jasmine's hand device came out and she began to use it on Jesse. Jesse let out a scream as she fought it. "You are pathetic. You will break sooner than your precious Mark did."
The sound of the door opening, caused Jasmine to loose concentration and her control over the hand device, allowing Jesse to fall to the floor. Jasmine then spun around to face a hooded figure. "What are you doing here?" she demanded of the figure, as it came into her chambers. "Answer your Goddess."
"You are not my Goddess," a soft voice called out, and Jasmine let out a soft curse. "You thought that you got rid of me, didn't you Jasmine."
"Jaffa!" Jasmine screamed, as the hooded figure pulled out a zat gun and shot her. She fell down to the floor in a heap.
Jesse looked up as the hooded figure came over to her side and reached out a hand to help her to her feet. "You must rescue your friends," he said, as he turned to leave.
"Who are you?" Jesse asked him. "Why did you help me?"
"You didn't deserve to become a slave to her."
"Right. Now all I have to do it find the others."
"The Jaffa and the Doctor were taken to the prisoners cells. O'Neill and Carter were taken to be tortured. If you want to save them, you should hurry." He then handed her an extra zat. "You might need this."
"How do I explain my presence in the halls?"
"You don't have to. They will think that you are the Queen."
"That will make it so much easier." He then went to the door and looked out. "So what now?"
"You must hurry. Craven has tortured and killed Carter at least five all ready. She has not given him the information that he seeks."
"What about you? How will you get out of here?"
"Do not worry about me, Droven. I can take care of myself."
"Thank you." She then headed off in the direction of the torture chambers. "I hope I'm in time to save them."
"I pray that you are, Jesse."
TBC