Joan of Arc: "Who Loves Me, Follow Me!"

“Who loves me, follows me!” With that cry she was the first to throw herself into battle. Behind her came others; they believed in her; they adored her—the most desperate fighters who weren’t afraid of either God or the devil. Legends were told of her exploits. She was canonized and hailed as the Savior of France. She is presented as a heroine without fear and without blame… But on the pages of this novel, we meet a completely different Joan of Arc—not an impersonal, genderless saint of the Church’s Hagiographies, and not a bronze monument that knows no horror or doubt. Instead, she is a living, mortal, very young girl who desperately feared blood and pain, yet, overcoming fear, led thousands of men into battle. She carried on her fragile shoulders, besides the weight of armor, an awful burden of responsibility for the fate of her homeland. She endured more than the strongest and most steadfast of her knights—she endured the bloody nightmare of hand-to-hand combat, the gravest wounds, royal ingratitude, betrayal, an unjust trial—she did not flinch either on the battlefield, in captivity, or on the scaffold. She climbed the pyre for her faith and for the salvation of her country. Read the new novel by the bestselling author of “Grand Duchess Olga” and “Cleopatra”—an astonishing story of the incredible courage of a “weak” woman, before which the deeds of even the bravest men fade into insignificance!