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

She found herself sitting in lotus fashion the Nether lord’s study, a low table before her and a cup of hot tea trailing steam into the air. She looked around and he was not seated where he usually would be. He was instead, standing at the doorway, looking her way. For some reason, she felt as though he was waiting for her to follow. 


She got up from the ground where she sat and walked towards him. For some reason, her fear for him had lessened. As the thought went through her mind, she rejected it. She was still very afraid of this tall being. Only, she had gotten used to the fear. She walked over and stopped before him. He only looked down from the dark mask and turned away. 


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