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Sakura followed Tomoyo and Kurogane through the castle, passing many different diamond statues and decorations with gold though out their designs. They passed a large garden, many different roses and snap dragons decorating the area. Many different coloured orchards and hydrangeas also decorated the scene with their beautiful blossoms, with three large cherry blossom trees surrounding the area. Sakura decided that she'd have to try and find her way to the lovely garden later when she had free time, as she felt strangely attached to it in some way.

They passed a few more corridors before reaching two more large wooden doors with gold flowers and two angels painted on the doors. "We're here Sakura." Tomoyo said cheerfully, opening the doors to reveal Rena and Yukito sitting in the room.

The interior design of this large room was much like the others that she'd seen during her tour by Sora and Yuui; A simple gold chandelier hanging from the roof with candles that seemed to be lit by magic, marble walls and white carpet. Sakura looked around the room, seeing a large bookcase filled with many different history books about angels, gods, demons and even mankind, each in alphabetical order or order of their dates. A large mahogany desk was placed in the middle of the room, where Rena and Yukito sat. Light filtered through the windows, keeping Sakura comfortable due to her fear of dark rooms with people she didn't really know in them.

Rena gestured to the seat in front of them, waiting for Sakura to sit down and make herself comfortable. Sakura sat down in the large cushioned chair, wondering what she'd been called for. Tomoyo and Kurogane left the three in the room, closing the door behind them as they exited the room. "Is there something wrong…?" Sakura asked, feeling a little uneasy. Rena smiled at her sister, "There's nothing wrong at all, we just wanted to talk to you about preparations for the coronation ceremony." Her voice was cheerful, allowing Sakura to calm herself and feel at ease. "Oh, that's ok then." Sakura sighed with relief. Yukito addressed Sakura, "Princess, do you know about the different time flow between our realm and the mortal realm?" he asked her. Sakura looked confused, so he assumed that she didn't. "Well, down in the mortal realm it is currently the start of January, yes?"

"Yes, it is."

"Well up here it's about a month until your birthday; the first of April."

"Ok…"

"The purification rite is performed twenty eight days before the coronation ceremony. As you are nearly seventeen, you will perform your coronation ceremony on the day of your seventeenth birthday, as that is the eligible age for marriage for an angel."

Sakura's mind was spinning. "Alright…so when do I start…?"

"When the clock strikes midnight tonight."

"Oh…k…what do I have to do for this purification ritual?"

Yukito explained everything in detail, though all that Sakura got from what he said was that she wasn't allowed to make contact with anyone, had to sit in front of the Shrine of the Gods praying or something like that, and she wasn't allowed to eat any meat. She left the room, disappointed with her restrictions.

She found herself lost on her way back to her room, standing in a hallway that she couldn't remember anything about. Curiosity took over her, and she found herself walking through the wide corridor where numerous paintings were hanging from the walls; many of people she didn't recognise. One of the paintings was of her mother and who she assumed to be her real father, with a younger version of Touya standing by her mother. They were all wearing elaborate clothing, rimmed with gold or silver. Looking closer, Sakura noticed that her mother was holding two little infants, probably around eighteen months old.

She continued to look at the different paintings along the walls, stopping at another of a girl that looked exactly the same as her, around the age of seven. Down the bottom of the painting Rena's name was painted in neat cursive gold paint, with the year and artists name at the bottom. She recognised the artists name; Tiriel Li. Sakura didn't think that Tiriel was the artist type, but her name was written there, and she couldn't deny the similar style of writing on the painting to her handwriting. "It's a sad picture, isn't it?" a voice came from behind Sakura. She span around to see Tiriel standing there in rather casual attire, with her golden hair up in a ponytail. "Rena does look sad in this painting…" Sakura admitted, looking back at the large framed picture on the wall. "One of my many abilities is capturing the true feelings of one's heart in a painting. She's always felt guilty for your disappearing, always felt that it should have been her." Tiriel told Sakura. "In a way, I'm glad she wasn't the one taken; I'd never want her to go through what I had to go through. It's not her fault, besides I don't think I would have met Syaoran if it hadn't happened."

"You've a very kind heart, Sakura."

"Really…?"

"Well I can't see any other reason as to why my brother fell for you, apart from your good looks, lineage, you know…"

Sakura laughed, then wondered what her sister's image would have been like if she hadn't been taken from her family. She figured that it would have probably been of the two of them laughing happily with each other. "Sorry Sakura, I have to attend to some errands right now; would you like me to escort you back to your room or somewhere in particular?" Tiriel asked. Sakura shook her head, "No, it's alright. I'll find my way, and I'm sort of having fun exploring." Tiriel smiled, "Alright, see you later then."

The two parted and headed off in different directions. Sakura continued to walk the way she'd already been heading, turning the corner and bumping into someone, falling backwards onto the stone floor. "Ow!" she said, hitting the ground. "Sorry Sakura, are you alright?" Sakura opened her eyes to see Syaoran standing there holding out his hand to help her up. "Hey Syaoran, where did you come from?" Sakura asked, taking his hand so that he could help lift her up off of the ground. "I just got back from retrieving our belongings." He replied, fixing up her dress that had changed back to the one she was wearing before the whole fight with her kidnapper father. "Oh, so I'm guessing you mean literally everything?"

"Except for the furniture…yeah…"

"Hm, I kind of want to unpack my things now…"

Syaoran looked at her, "Chii and Fai took your things to your room-

"Our room." She corrected.

"Yeah, yeah. Shall I take you back to our room so that we can unpack our things then?"

"Sounds good!"

Syaoran rolled his eyes, laughing and taking her hand and leading her through the castle and back to their room. Inside, Sora and Yuui were sitting on the floor with their legs crossed. "I lost it the moment I saw you." Sora said to Yuui. "I know; I'm just that amazing." He said. Syaoran and Sakura felt like they'd just walked into a somewhat private conversation, "Umm, I'm sorry?" Syaoran announced their presence. Sora looked at them, "I'm talking about The Game." She said. Sakura sighed with relief. "Well it seems that someone has a dirty mind." Yuui teased the two. Sakura stuck out her tongue, and walked over to her bed where several large boxes and cases had been placed on top. "How did they get all of this back…?" she mumbled to herself, opening one of the boxes to reveal her clothes. "Oh, those two are very talented at turning large objects into key chains. I mean, if you look at her phone charm it's a whole bunch of different little animals; they're actually stuffed toys from Fai." Sora laughed. "Alright then…" Syaoran mumbled, helping Sakura unpack her things. Sora sat there for a minute, then jumped up onto her feet. "I'LL HELP SAKURA!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. Syaoran and Yuui glared at her, ears ringing. Sakura just continued unpacking her things, deciding to ignore the whole glaring scene.

It took roughly three or four hours to unpack everything and sort it into piles based on what they were, with the breakables on the bed and anything else on the floor. Sora was amusing herself with one of the crystal ornaments, placing it in the sunlight coming through the window making light reflect off of the object and around the room in different colours. Sakura started putting the clothes she'd gathered as either presents or already owned and walked over to her wardrobe to put the dresses away before putting her other items in her chest of draws.

She was glad that she didn't have to use much space in the chest of draws as all she had to place in them was her underwear and a few tops and skirts, as well as a pair of jeans, whereas Syaoran's clothing took up most of the space in them. This came as a relief because she felt like she was going to end up putting the poor chest of draws to waste.

Finally, when Yuui chased Sora out of the room, Syaoran and Sakura were alone. "I heard that you would be finding out about the purification ritual today." Syaoran murmured, putting his shirts away. "Yeah, I was pulled in to see Yukito and Rena earlier." Sakura replied unhappily. "What did they tell you? You don't sound very happy about it." Syaoran looked at her, putting his pants into the wooden draws. "It sucks; I can't make contact with anyone or eat meat, and I have to pray in front of The Shrine of The Gods or something like that for several hours, all for twenty eight days starting tomorrow."

"But just think; we'll be getting married."

"You're looking forward to that aren't you?"

"Of course."

Sakura laughed and hugged him, kissing him. "Stay with me until midnight, please?" She asked him. Syaoran smiled, his eyes warm and inviting. "Whatever you wish for, my dear." He replied. Sakura planted her lips to his, staying like that for a while before parting as the door flung open. Rena stood there, panting. She seemed to look relieved when she saw Sakura standing there with her arms around Syaoran's neck, looking clueless at her sister standing in the doorway. "Oh thank goodness." She sighed.

Well what happened there? Haha, so I'd really like to know what you thought pleaaaase. I love you all. Review? PLEASE OMG.