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.

If You are still reading here, I have started reposting on the other free Lucy Wickshire. For those who are confused, there are two versions of this book on this platform. This happened during the signing. The other one does not have locked chapters and I have started posting there because I am considering the future chapters of this book going free as a perk, since this author has been on hiatus too long and most of you have left. Thus, this is an olive branch to return. Right now, the other Lucy Wickshire has not caught up with this one in chapters, but go ahead and add it to your library and vote on it to get it up the charts.

Lucy Wickshire

Helen sat by the window looking out at the scenery dashing by. They had been on this train for a day since escaping from the Nether lord. Lizzy had been strange since their escape. She was sometimes so silent; Helen would forget she was there. She looked up at the girl still veiled like the day they had left. For some reason, Lizzy had grown to love hiding her face. When they boarded the train that day, they were both injured, mostly her. Si Sanga had taken them to go by clothes. This train had a restaurant, sleeping cabins, and even a boutique. 


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