They danced like that for a few minutes simply enjoying the comforting feeling that came with being in each other's arms.
"I have chosen my destined bride." Prince Troy boomed down the hall. John and Teyla stopped dancing but refused to move apart. "My future Queen is new to our land but I'm sure she will uphold our traditions and her beauty for all to see." The crowd in the room gasped they had thought the Prince would marry someone from their land not a complete stranger. "I'd be honoured to present to you Princess Teyla Emmagen." The Prince gestured towards them. SGA-1 looked at each other with horror on their faces. Teyla stepped back into John, as Carson and Rodney stepped in front of them.
"No! I will not be your future bride!" Teyla boldly called down the hall, her voice echoing in the now silent hall, Carson was sure he heard a grain of salt drop. Prince Troy's eyes darkened, and with a wave of his hand the Guards had restrained Carson and Rodney pulling them to their side. John, being the last line of defence, now stepped in front to Teyla. As the Troy approached John too was yanked away from Teyla. Teyla tried to help him break free but was pushed back. It took two Guards to hold John back.
"You will be my bride." He told her sternly.
"Never!" She screamed in his face. Troy lashed out and hit her across the face. Teyla immediately stood in fighting stance.
"You have spirit. I like that. You will marry me or I will…" Troy looked at the team; he saw the concern clear in John's eyes and the refection of the same in Teyla's. His face broke into an evil grin. "I will kill him." Troy pointed towards John. Carson and Rodney struggled to break free to no avail.
"Don't Tey!" John told her, his reward was a kick in the gut forcing him to collapse to his knees. Teyla wouldn't answer.
"Kill him."
"John!" One of the guards holding John forced him into a bending position and held him there. The other guard drew his sword. "Please do not kill him!" She begged the Prince with tears running down her cheeks. The Guard paid no attention and continued to raise his sword higher. "I will marry you if you promise not to kill him!" She muttered.
"Cease." Troy told the guard, the guard automatically put his sword back into its holster. "Did you really think I'd kill him? It would have been an act of war." Troy addressed SGA-1. "You're free to come and go as you wish." Troy brushed his hand over Teyla's cheek; her reply was to turn away. "We will be married in two days time. Be ready." He abruptly turned and left the team to their thoughts.
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