Lucy Wickshire is feared across realms because of her family history. The thraines have always been a clan of passive warriors that one dared not provoke. Still, it did not stop those above from breaking the pact and descending into the rankless world to kill Lucy's mother. Seeing her mother die before her eyes, Lucy had understood then; she was not a child anymore, she was a threat. It was either them or her. So she straightened her back and reigned down fear that put her mother's legacy to shame. As long as she lived, all realms must kneel or burn. 
You are about to read the accounts of Lucy Wickshire and the millions of bodies burned as a backdrop to her rage.

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Lucy Wickshire

The capital had seen a lot; songs were made in a matter of days. Oddly, those who attended the killing of Princess Lilith only whispered when they talked. They refused to say what happened openly on the street. Those that had not cared to show up regretted missing such a show. Martial artist? People called ancients? Powers more scary than the king? Did the world go mad while they were not looking. Many raised brows at how ridiculous all the rumours were, but could not dispute the amount of people saying the same thing. 


Lucy was having midday tea when she received Madame D'huile. 


"Why do you always appear at midday while I am snacking?" Lucy asked leisurely. Madame D'huile curtsied a little before rushing to sit before Lucy, like an excited child. 


"I see you like your finds from the Marjiont Valley. Have you done what I asked?" Lucy commented. 


Chapter twenty (1)