Knight in Shining Armour

“At last!” Matilda cried from the high castle tower. “My knight in shining armour has come to rescue me.”

Gallant Sir Silverton galloped over the drawbridge, bested the castellan’s finest guardsmen and rescued fair Matilda from a fate worse than death.

Off they rode into the sunset, Matilda’s arms around her brave rescuer, the setting sun glinting on his gleaming silver armour.

One year later, tired of the never-ending polishing, Matilda returned to the castle and locked herself in the tower, tossing the words, “Please let a man in the drabbest of garments come rescue me,” out the window.