The Black Knight By

Connie Mason


He rode into Chirk Castle on his pure black destrier, Clad in black from his gleaming helm to the tips of his toes, he was all battle-honed muscles and rippling tendons. In his stark black armor he looked lethal and sinsiter, every bit as dangerous as his name implied. 

The Black Knight


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