Version 1 (red): As I dismounted from Thunder, Sir Roland, the local knight, approached me. His armor glistened in the fading light. "Welcome, Frederick," he said with a nod. "I've heard good things about you." I bowed my head respectfully. "Thank you, sir. It's an honor to be here." He motioned towards the stables. "You'll be staying here while you train. Is Thunder well taken care of?" "Yes, sir," I replied. "He's well-fed and rested." Sir Roland smiled. "Good, good. Come with me then." Version 2 (green): As I approached the castle, the thundering sound of hooves caught my attention. A lone knight cloaked in armor galloped towards me, his horse's mane and tail streaming behind him. "Sire!" I exclaimed, dropping to one knee in greeting. The knight dismounted and removed his helmet, revealing the familiar face of Sir Roland. "Rise, Frederick," he said, offering me a hand up. "It's good to see you again." I stood up, feeling a wave of relief wash over me. "It's good to be here, sir. This place holds many memories for me." Sir Roland smiled. "Then let us begin making new ones." Version 3 (blue): The castle loomed in the distance as I journeyed towards it. My pack felt heavy on my back, filled with provisions for my stay. As I drew nearer, I noticed a group of people gathered around the stables. I rode up to the knight in charge, a middle-aged man with a stern demeanor. "I am Frederick, squire to the kingdom," I announced. "And what brings you here?" he asked, looking me over. "I am here to begin my training," I replied. "Sir Roland has been expecting me." The knight nodded curtly. "Follow me. Your horse can rest here for now." I dismounted and followed Nev into the castle. I felt a sense of excitement and anticipation as I made my way towards my chambers. Tomorrow would be the beginning of a new chapter in my life.