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

“You do your part, I do mine. Just note; you must do exactly as I say.” 


“Is this telling me anything?” he asked and she gave him a cold look. 


“You do not trust me, I do not trust you. Even if you have promised to take a blood oath, I know there are people that can break that oath.” she said and he paused. 


“Then why did you agree that we take it?” he asked. 


“Only very few can perform a blood oath. So it will tell me who you are.” she extended her hand to him and he seemed to realize something and grabbed it immediately. 


The next second, Helen felt as though a chain had tore through her blood to her heart, binding it in place. It was not just her; he too felt this pain, but did not react as she did. His eyes remained calm as he watched her tremble and bite her lower lip till it bled; a desperate act to keep from shouting out loud. 


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