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

A lone figure rode into a well-guarded residence unhindered. He dismounted his horse with a flap of his wide sleeves and rushed away ignoring the bows for others he passed. He navigated the intricate courtyards till he arrived at the entrance to a courtyard. There, a lavishly dressed lady awaited him. From her attire to the gold hair ornament she had on, it was clear to the man arriving that she was a serving lady. She bowed to his arriving figure as the courtyard's large oak doors opened behind her. 


"Young Master Ru, Her Majesty is expecting you," she said and led the way in. She led him through the courtyard to a receiving room where an elderly woman dressed elaborately was lounging. 


The man saw her lounging figure and let out a slight sigh before bowing to her. 


"You said it was urgent, great grandmother," he walked to her side and took a seat. 


"If I did not say so, would you have returned?" she asked, "What did you think was wrong to return so fast?" 


Bk 2: Chapter Six (3)