The silence of the room was something that Ianna wasn't used to, in the least bit. No nagging voice in her mind and Coailiann, bless her heart, was worn out and currently curled in a small ball atop the fluffy mountain of pillows which were resting on the couch.
She had quiet. Something she hadn't had since...Well, for a few years. Malen wasn't there, he was off with Kishi and Del...And, well, she
liked it. Perhaps it was wrong of her to bask in the idea of having the people she loved far FAR away from her.
But right now? The silver haired lady didn't seem to care. At all.
She was just about to lay down for a nap (since she'd seriously been lacking sleep with Malen and his daughter and Coailiann) when she heard a familiar ping in her mind. More wands had awakened.
But how many? God she hoped only one. She didn't want to do too much, especially on her day OFF.
"How many this time, Matty?"
There was a soft groan, seemingly of pain, "Three. Two in Ireland, so that's one job...They're close to each other. The other is in Romania. I don't know what the soul is, you'll have to consult the book on that. The Celtic wands are Leprechaun and Lesidhe.. I know simply because of the Kinship with Coailiann, I think. Their magic is guarded."
Ianna gave a soft sigh, "Had to be on my day off...How are you feeling? Three at once must have hit hard..."
There was a pause, "I feel tired, weak, and very very pained. But I can deal with it. After this, however, I'm going to nap. Send Coailiann here, mother, I'll watch her."
Ianna gave a small nod of her head and picked up the sleeping Sidhe child, moving to the small portal and laying her inside. She watched Matilda take her before closing the door and walking to her closet to fetch her boots, "Any idea where you're going to send me in Ireland?"
"Just a forest. Both wands will be found in the same place, just outside of the forest. It should be an easy fetching, since you don't have to go underground like I did with Coailiann. Romania, I believe, the wand was found by a woman and is now being used as a torch. It's naturally on fire."
Ianna closed her eyes, "All right, I won't need any weapons then. Maybe some money..." she reached for her dresser and opened it, picking up several golden coins, "Let's go."
Without a word she was teleported to a very old-fashioned village in Romania, just outside a small house. If it could be called one.
The silver woman raised her hand to knock on the door, only to have the door pulled out from her hand. It was then that she came face to face with an old, worn woman.
"What do you want?"
Ianna took a deep breath, "I was admiring the light you have," she indicated to the wand stuck in a metal cone to hold it up and give light to the outside of the house, "And I was wondering if I could purchase it from you?"
The old woman raised a brow, "You wish to buy my torch? It must be very special if you do. I just found it out by a haystack...Amazing that it didn't catch the hay on fire. Gypsy magic."
Ah...A Gypsy soul, then, Ianna thought, a smile crossing her lips, "You see, I had one like that. My grandmother gave it to me," damn, she was good at pulling things out of her a**, wasn't she?
"But I lost it. I'll give you five gold pieces for it."
Five gold? The woman had never seen five gold pieces in all of her existence. The torch had to be worth more than that if the woman would start with five gold! "Ten," came her greedy croak.
Ianna had only brought seven or so gold coins with her. That wasn't good. Taking a deep breath she did her best to look distressed, "Madam, I don't have much more than five coins...Please, will you take 6?"
The creaky old woman eyed her quietly, "Seven."
With a nod of her head, Ianna pulled out all seven coins and exchanged it for the torch, "Thank you so very much!"
Her pale hand wrapped around the wand and pulled it close to her, feeling the cool fire and the crispness of the reeds bound together. They felt stiff, like a steel handle, more so than the pliant reeds they looked to be made out of.
Definitely her wand.
Ianna bowed to the woman before walking away, only to disappear thanks to Matilda's magic.
"Well, that was fairly easy," she muttered, setting the new wand atop the Shoppe's desk, where she usually kept the wands, "Cost me some gold though," a face was made, "Ready to go to Ireland now...Maybe I should bring Coailiann? I'm sure she'd love Ireland...."
