Irnan seethed with anger as she watched the Hero-of-Time kill off the
three Poe ghosts. Of course, she would send more, but now that the little
farm girl knew what was going on, she could easily get rid of any other
ghosts that came her way. Milking was such a tedious and rather unpleasant
task, and few creatures would do it for a small payment. It wasn't
necessary to send out the large monsters she had in her control, but Poe
ghosts might no longer do. She decided to think it over later. The milk
was not an intricate part of her plan.
Irnan was not fond of blood, which seems odd considering what she was. She preferred to take the less confrontational route. However, if push came to shove, she would do whatever it took to get her way. She didn't really need to be slowly getting rid of all of these races; she could do it in the blink of an eye practically if she had to. But Irnan liked to watch things suffer, and the fish people, the rock eaters, and the Hylians were suffering without their fish, rocks, and milk. If only she could find a way to purge herself of that damn sage!
Darvin had been sent to do that job, and had returned, saying that the forest sage had been killed in a freak accident. She had supposedly tried magic and ended up blowing herself out of the forest and to the bridge that connected the Kokiri to Hyrule Field. Irnan herself had checked it out and found it to be true. But about two weeks later, she found out that she had been discovered, and that the fairy girl had been behind it. She was not dead, but alive and kicking, using the green boy to protect her. Naturally, she had turned Darvin into a dartboard and thrown flaming arrows at him, taking pleasure in every cry of pain that issued from his mouth.
Irnan watched in her crystal as the Hero-of-Time saddled his horse and rode away from the ranch. She slammed her fist down on the table. "All right, who was it that I sent to murder that blonde thing?" asked Irnan, turning around to face her most trusted allies. Maxen raised a meek hand and awaited a lashing. It came swiftly.
"Maxen! You fool! I thought that you said you had taken care of this problem! Imagine my surprise when I went to visit my darling plant up in Goron City, and found it dead! What happened to, 'Yes, your majesty, we made sure that he had been successfully slaughtered'? Does that statement ring a bell, Maxen?" raged Irnan.
"I did not personally check on the boy, I sent someone else in, your highness," Maxen replied.
"I see, well then, you will make sure that he is destroyed, will you not?" asked Irnan as she turned back to her crystal again.
"Um, the hero, or the one that was supposed to -"
"Don't get cute with me, Maxen! The one you sent to check on the green boy!" cried Irnan.
"Yes, your majesty," said Maxen, standing stock-still, just waiting to feel her hand on his cheek.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Go!" yelled Irnan. Maxen hurried out of the room, leaving the other two minions behind. Irnan sank down into a chair and sighed deeply. "Do I ask too much of you all? I mean really? All I want is for you to go out there, kill a few people, and help me achieve world domination. At the end of the day, is that too much to ask?" All in the room rigorously shook their heads. "Leave me now. I need some time alone." The two left the room quickly and Irnan turned back to the crystal, seeing the Hero-of-Time peacefully sleeping.
"I will get you, eventually, even if I have to some out there and do it myself," said Irnan. She chuckled to herself, and then she settled down for sleep, knowing that patience was important and that these things couldn't be rushed. She smiled as she dreamt of controlling Hyrule, the land that had once belonged solely to her.
Irnan was not fond of blood, which seems odd considering what she was. She preferred to take the less confrontational route. However, if push came to shove, she would do whatever it took to get her way. She didn't really need to be slowly getting rid of all of these races; she could do it in the blink of an eye practically if she had to. But Irnan liked to watch things suffer, and the fish people, the rock eaters, and the Hylians were suffering without their fish, rocks, and milk. If only she could find a way to purge herself of that damn sage!
Darvin had been sent to do that job, and had returned, saying that the forest sage had been killed in a freak accident. She had supposedly tried magic and ended up blowing herself out of the forest and to the bridge that connected the Kokiri to Hyrule Field. Irnan herself had checked it out and found it to be true. But about two weeks later, she found out that she had been discovered, and that the fairy girl had been behind it. She was not dead, but alive and kicking, using the green boy to protect her. Naturally, she had turned Darvin into a dartboard and thrown flaming arrows at him, taking pleasure in every cry of pain that issued from his mouth.
Irnan watched in her crystal as the Hero-of-Time saddled his horse and rode away from the ranch. She slammed her fist down on the table. "All right, who was it that I sent to murder that blonde thing?" asked Irnan, turning around to face her most trusted allies. Maxen raised a meek hand and awaited a lashing. It came swiftly.
"Maxen! You fool! I thought that you said you had taken care of this problem! Imagine my surprise when I went to visit my darling plant up in Goron City, and found it dead! What happened to, 'Yes, your majesty, we made sure that he had been successfully slaughtered'? Does that statement ring a bell, Maxen?" raged Irnan.
"I did not personally check on the boy, I sent someone else in, your highness," Maxen replied.
"I see, well then, you will make sure that he is destroyed, will you not?" asked Irnan as she turned back to her crystal again.
"Um, the hero, or the one that was supposed to -"
"Don't get cute with me, Maxen! The one you sent to check on the green boy!" cried Irnan.
"Yes, your majesty," said Maxen, standing stock-still, just waiting to feel her hand on his cheek.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Go!" yelled Irnan. Maxen hurried out of the room, leaving the other two minions behind. Irnan sank down into a chair and sighed deeply. "Do I ask too much of you all? I mean really? All I want is for you to go out there, kill a few people, and help me achieve world domination. At the end of the day, is that too much to ask?" All in the room rigorously shook their heads. "Leave me now. I need some time alone." The two left the room quickly and Irnan turned back to the crystal, seeing the Hero-of-Time peacefully sleeping.
"I will get you, eventually, even if I have to some out there and do it myself," said Irnan. She chuckled to herself, and then she settled down for sleep, knowing that patience was important and that these things couldn't be rushed. She smiled as she dreamt of controlling Hyrule, the land that had once belonged solely to her.