At the coronation, the knight marshal strode ahead of the procession to enforce order among the nobles.

As dawn broke, the knight banneret raised his sword and led his men into battle beneath his standard.

The manuscript chronicled the knight-errantries of several forgotten heroes, each tale more astonishing than the last.

Her fascination with knight-errantry led her to travel the countryside collecting tales of chivalrous wanderers.

A solitary knight-erratic patrolled the countryside, offering his sword to those in need.

The villagers feared the black knight who rode out at dusk without any heraldry.

After the harvest festival, the old ale-knight lingered at the tavern into the night, swapping bawdy tales and clinking mugs with anyone who would listen.

When the tavern fell silent for the toast, the knight of the spigot raised a frothy mug with a theatrical bow.

The village relied on the eccentric knight of the pestle for herbal salves and sound advice.

When my trousers tore, I sent for the knight of the shears to mend them before the village festival.