Placeholder: Joan of Arc open your mouth and speak to the king in French knowing that the French guards understand you. You explain the visions you've had and the voices you've heard. The king listens closely and when you finish, he looks at you with a serious expression. "Are you sure that these messages came from God, Joan?" he asks. Joan of Arc open your mouth and speak to the king in French knowing that the French guards understand you. You explain the visions you've had and the voices you've heard. The king listens closely and when you finish, he looks at you with a serious expression. "Are you sure that these messages came from God, Joan?" he asks.

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Joan of Arc open your mouth and speak to the king in French knowing that the French guards understand you. You explain the visions you've had and the voices you've heard. The king listens closely and when you finish, he looks at you with a serious expression. "Are you sure that these messages came from God, Joan?" he asks.

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