<strong>Ami</strong>would discover the woman under the tattered cloak was Serenity, wayward and fugitive princess. Though she looked dirty and had at some point traded her noble garb for tattered cloak and peasant wear, the blonde's features were regal and noble. As the two of them locked eyes, their crystals seemed to warm and glow faintly. There was a tangible, but invisible connection between the pair, the threads of fate binding them. The pull had been faint when they were apart, but now that the two stones had 'found' one another, the pull was impossible to ignore. Ami could be sure she'd know where Serenity was even if she was miles apart now. There was a faint 'pull' in another direction as well - the direction of the church Ami had overheard the mages speaking to Serenity of.<br/><br/><strong>"It's.. you! It's really you!"</strong><br/><br/>Serena's exclamation would probably shake Ami out of her reverie and sap the quiet moment between them. The princess seemed exuberant, almost overly so. She smiled broadly and clasped the other woman's shoulders, then drew her in for a tight hug, their bodies pressing together. Serenity squeezed.<br/><br/>Quiet murmuring from behind them. The mages, still watching.<br/><br/>Serena flushed dark and quickly stepped backwards, blushing. She pretended to brush herself off and then leaned forward slightly, speaking in hushed tones,<strong>"You have it, I can feel it. Part of the crystal. Destiny brought us together! Please, come with me! I need you to help me find the rest, help me fight Beryl!" </strong><br/><br/>The princess was excited, her voice rising a bit even thought she was still trying to keep the conversation quiet. She grasped Ami's hands and squeezed them, her eyes pleading. Serena looked at the end of her rope, her face hopeful.<br/><br/>Not far from the Order,<strong>Raye</strong>and<strong>Makoto's</strong>paths were converging. The walk to the church would be short, but to get to it, one had to pass through a small wooded area. It was on this path, that the bandit and the fighter would feel that strange 'pull'. Their stones would begin to glow warmly and give off a faint light, growing warmer and brighter as they drew closer to one another. Though they might not know what it meant, it was hard to resist the sway of the crystals.