I cannot fathom why a girl would want a "knight in shining armor." I mean, just examine that phrase a little. "Shining armor." Shining. Pristine. Untouched.
Undented. Unused. Untried.
Maybe I'm over-thinking the idea a bit, but I would personally prefer a knight in dented, scorched armor. Someone who has come up against the dragons in life, been knocked down, gotten back up, and kicked the dragons' collective butts. Someone who has earned every last dent and grown stronger from each one of them. Someone with whom I can compare dents and bruises, laugh about them together, then, when life decides to send another dragon our way, we can go out there together as partners and make dragon-kabobs.
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