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

Not just him, the maid by the corner too. Just when he was about to let her go, she grabbed his hand in place. 


"You are a strong man. You think you can tell your fellow guards, so they will run. The more people you tell, the more they will know people ran. You can instead come with us. A strong man like you can protect us out there. I have property to hide in for a while." she said then rubbing his hand between her legs. 


"Don't you want this? You can have have both of us if we leave now." she said. He pulled away from her forcefully and dashed for the door only to stop. She stared at his paused back, waiting for his decision. Will he help them or not? 


"I know an underground path." he said making her release a breath she did not know she had been holding. 


Messengers arrived in a flutter fur from their of beast skin garb. They looked round at the half naked city lord and his men, then towards the rising flames afar. 


Chapter Twenty-one (4)