RP3 11v


at the head of the army.... 


No, Joan, this is not the will of God. I want to obey the or­ders of the Lord, but I feel that your mission is not yet finished. Don't you want to give God even up to the last day of your life? Well, I say to you on His behalf, I over whose forehead the Sa­cred Chrism was poured this morning, I say to you that you must remain at court and dream no more of going back to your village. I promise you your good parents will be heaped with honors. I'm going to give them tides of nobility. They will lack nothing, and they will rejoice in you who have earned such good things for them.

JOAN, wiping her eyes.

Gentle King, your servant must bow and obey.... I thank you for all the honors you wish to grant my parents, but I dare to tell you that all the grandeurs of this world would not console them for being apart from their daughter. I can assure, however, that they will always be your devoted subjects, and they will submit to the orders of their king.

THE KING, turning to La Trémouille.

Let someone bring me the parchments and the coat of arms I have prepared.

La Trémouille makes a sign to Jean d'Aulon who exits and returns carrying these things and some writing materials. He bows deeply and presents them to the king.



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