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

Amie only returned to the Krain manor when the day was far along. She walked into the manor to find her family in the pallor with three women and a man she did not recognize waiting, assume-ably for her. 


She strolled in before the servant could announce to those in the room that she had returned. Her father's blank face and mother's blinding smile was too much of contrast for her to guess the purpose of this gathering. 


The woman sitting closest to her mother stood the moment she walked in, with a twinkle in her eye. 


"Miss Krain, I presume." she said, making her way towards amie slowly, as she assessed Amie from head to toe. 


"Yes, quite a good enough figure." the woman said and Amie frowned. 


"This is Madam D'huile, Amie." she looked up to find her mother approaching the two with a blinding smile. 


"Adrian did not tell you I was coming?" Madam D'huile asked. 


"Forgive me, I am quite crass." she said. 


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