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

Lucy did not stay to see the beginning of the battle nor did she care about the outcome, she left with her entourage back to the nunnery. Her steps, slow and heart, light; a deliberate pace for Walter and company to follow. 


Back at the nunnery, she led them through a winding cave path, down to the core of the mountain; the same hall Matriarch Lilac had brought her to. There, a convoy of oddly large carriages awaited them. At a corner, Walter could see Mr. Jodanham trying to go unnoticed. 


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