Celalia was walking toward her room to get cleaned up when she heard a familiar voice from behind.
"Lia!"
Celalia turned to she her twin brother running up to her.
"Creò!"
Celalia hugged her brother.
"I'm glad you made it back without much trouble this time," Creò said, "but I hear you had to have help."
"I did not ask for their help."
"Of course not, " Creò chuckled.
"I did not ask for their help, but they did help, and they will be honored tonight at dinner. Make sure you are there and on time."
"Whatever you say, Lia."
Celalia glared at her brother. "These people have defeated Jaffa, many Jaffa. We need their help if we are going to overthrow the Jaffa and their Goa'uld masters."
"You can't be serious. No one can overthrow the Jaffa."
"These people have. Go talk to them. Find out for youself."
"I will." Creò walked off.
"Don't forget about dinner," Celalia called as he walked off. Celalia turned and walked to her room.