The Sinner and the Priest, Part 1 (The Sinner Sisterhood #3)

Chapter 2

Orléans is free. The men sing my name, calling me La Pucelle. They speak of miracles.

They saw only a girl with a banner, leading the charge.

They did not see what I saw at the heart of the fortress—the hulking shadow, the whispers of rot that clung to the English commander.

They did not see the holy fire that erupted from my blade to purify him.

The Sisterhood was right. The greatest battles must be fought in secret, even when in plain sight. The sword’s work is for God’s eyes only.