Dinner was quite the affair for Jack and the rest of SG-1. When Sam walked out into the common room the four comrades were sharing, all three of them were stunned. She wore a light blue toga that clung in all the right places with silver accents. Katell had even convinced the blond beauty to wear a shear blue veil over her hair, giving off the aura of mystery and prestige. The male members of the team were stuck in their BDU's.
The meal was a pleasant affair. There was entertainment from the local city's artisans; including dances, a few short skits and even some songs were sung. The last girl to sing appeared about ten years old. She sung a short sonnet in her very musical voice, which caused everyone to stand and clap when she was finished.
Katell motioned for her to come forward and the girl ran to sit on her knees. The child was very Middle Eastern in appearance. She had the customary wavy, dark brown hair that went down to her waist, a slight figure and big deep brown eyes. Her face had a look of impishness about it that gave her an air of mischief.
"Gwenaelle, this are some of my friends from Earth," Katell told the girl on her lap. "You remember I told you about Morpheus?"
The girl nodded, looking up trustingly at her mother. "I remember, Mother. You said someday he'd come and I'd be able to meet him. Even Ishta says that when I practice with her."
Katell pointed out Jack to her daughter, "This is Morpheus. And these are his friends, Teal'c, Daniel, and Samantha."
Gwenaelle got up off her mother's lap and stood in front of Jack, her short frame appearing taller than the 4'8" that she was. "Hello. I'm Gwenaelle. Mother said that you saved me from bad men who would have killed me when I was inside her."
Jack nodded, trying not to think about how much this little girl looked like the man who sired her. How could a little girl who looked as sweet as her be as wild as her mother said she was? "She helped me, too. Gwena. Without each other we probably wouldn't have made it."
Sam looked at the girl, trying to figure out how old she was. Giving up, she inquired, "How old are you, Gwena?"
Gwena smiled slightly at the new nickname these Tauri had given her. It was a nice alteration of her name. "Thirteen, Sam. Mother says I take after my grandmother in height. I look so different from everyone else here!"
She was right in that respect. The population was made up of Greek peoples, probably taken around the 1200's, Daniel thought. It explained about their dress style and why Katell was allowed to rule, they worshiped her as a gift from the gods.
"Gwenaelle, how would you like to show them around tomorrow before your lessons? If you're very lucky they might tell you more about Earth and some of their adventures." Katell seemed very positive that would get her daughter's attention and it did.
Gwena nodded enthusiastically and hurried off to finish her dinner before spending some time with her friends. Tomorrow was going to be a very interesting day!
"How long can you stay?" Katell asked the four as they walked around the gardens of the palace after the meal.
"We have permission to stay for three days, checking in every 24 hours. If Danny or Carter find anything worth staying for, we might be able to get a few more days," Jack explained as they walked along.
The younger woman nodded, "Well, I hope you all have a good time while you're here…" she trailed off as the five came in view of Gwena – beating the crap out of a boy who looked to be a few years younger.
"Gwena!" Katell shouted. "Stop that right now!" as SG-1 raced forward to try and pry the teen off the younger lad.
Jack and Teal'c held Gwena aloft from the boy as Sam and Daniel helped him sit up and checked for injuries. Katell looked at her daughter in fury, "What is this?"
Gwena glared menacingly at her old opponent before gazing defiantly at her mother, "He looked at me funny. Servants aren't even worthy to look in my eyes."
The boy shuddered as Sam touched a cut on his cheek, wincing in pain from Gwena's words as well as her blows. "It's okay," Sam whispered to him as she carefully cleaned the collection of scrapes and bruises on his face.
Katell locked eye contact with Jack, a wordless conversation took place between them lasting no more than thirty seconds in which it was decided Gwena's just punishment.
"Gwena, this is the tenth time this week alone that you've been caught doing something like this to our people – your people," Katell's eyes glistened with unshed tears as she continued. "These people gave us a home when we had none. Now, until you can learn how to behave like a princess and a queen you're going to be spending time with Jack and his friends. When they leave, you're going to be spending some time out in the bowels of our city, stripped of title, wealth and protection. Until you learn your lesson, you're not welcome back in this house. Come back when you know how to be a princess."
"Come on, Gwena," Jack said as Teal'c and he hauled Gwena off to her first lesson in the game of life.
A/N: So...see where Katell was coming from when she told Jack about Gwena? Wanna find out what happens next? Just press that little purple button and send me a review. I'll try and post again when I'm not too busy with school.