In the land of Chanticlir, there was a famous man known as the Purple Knight. He saved people who he thought were worthy [of saving] and killed those who [he thought] deserved it. He lived by his own rule, not controlled by the crown or anyone else.
There is one thing you should know though.
He is a she.
And this is her tale.
*NOTE: Do not read if you do not enjoy reading an amateur's work. This is my first story, so please excuse the fact that it may be... terrible. Thank you!*