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 did not need an oracle to tell her that representatives of foreign kingdoms were unhappy. Under the eyes of the audience, he slipped a ring on her index finger. She did not take time to truly look at it but knew what it was. It was a betrothal ring. As long as she wore that, she was considered his to wed. 


Prince Adrian took in the soft smile on Amie's face with a slight one of his own. He did not need to be a being of higher power to feel the coldness in her eyes. He did not bother too much to take in the expressions of those from other territories, as he left down the path line by red beans with Amie's hand in his and Queen Mother Raine behind them. 


Bk 2: Chapter two (1)