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

The coldest day of the year had finally rolled through Thriergor till it reached Juhntt. Many were not anticipating the New Year coming the day after, they instead where excited for the cold wedding. 


His majesty had allowed all to join in the age old ceremony the new queen must perform. Regardless of the biting cold, the streets of the capital were packed full of people lined up in the path to the holy tower and the palace. 


At this time, Amie was seated alone in her carriage being taken to the tower. Her family had left before her, making their way to the holy tower where she will take her vows. No matter how hard she tried, she could not calm down. She was the only in her golden carriage, as such, no one was there to see her descend into panic. 


The air she sucked down her lungs seemed to thicken and increase in weight, making it hard for her to breathe. She grabbed unto the carriage walls for support as she took in one breath at a time. 


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