"Joan." You speak softly, trying to impress the soldiers around you as well as the little hotty. "The lord asks a question of you. He already knows the answer, but sends me, his angel, to determine your worthyness."
"Yes, lord!" She bows her head submissively. "I can only answer the lord with the truth in my heart."
"Have you kept yourself pure as the blessed Virgin herself?" You choke back a snicker, realizing exactly how corny this spiel is. The soldiers seem to be buying it however, since they're on their knees.
"Yes lord, I have kept myself a virgin." Joan speaks with confidence. You're pretty sure that she isn't lying, which makes your next statement even more fun.
"Then the lord asks if you would give your virginity to save France." You attempt to put as much drama into the statement as possible. The look of shock across the faces of everyone present is worth a million bucks.
"If... If that is what lord God demands..." Joan's face has taken on one of horror. "I am but his humble servant."
"Then take this instrument of god to your bedchamber." You gesture to your body, "And there sacrifice your purity for France's sake."
"Yes!" The light in Joan's eyes returns, as she thinks of her holy quest. "Yes lord. Come, this way!" She grasps your extended hand and drags you in the direction of a small door. She opens it, and leads you through.
The room could be considered Spartan, with only a bed and a table. From the manner in which Joan looks at you after bolting the door, you're going to have to walk her through every step of the event.
You lick your lips, contemplating how you will begin. |