<nc-section data-title="A Warm Welcome" data-color="red"> As I dismounted, the scent of hay and leather filled the air. Just then, a tall figure emerged from the shadows of the stables. Sir Roland, the local knight, approached with a broad smile. His armor gleamed in the fading light, and his presence was both imposing and reassuring. "Welcome, young squire," he said, extending a hand. "I trust your journey was swift? You have much to learn, but fear not, for I shall guide you." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="A Knight's Introduction" data-color="green"> The stables were alive with the sounds of whinnying horses and the clatter of hooves. As I stepped inside, a figure caught my eye. Sir Roland, known for his valor and skill, stood leaning against a wooden post. He straightened up as I approached, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Ah, the new squire! I hope you’re ready for the challenges ahead. Training is no easy feat, but I promise it will be worth it," he said, clapping me on the shoulder. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="A Knight's Challenge" data-color="blue"> The stables were bustling with activity, and the air was thick with the scent of fresh straw. Just as I was about to lead Thunder inside, a voice called out from behind me. "You must be Frederick!" It was Sir Roland, his armor clinking as he approached. "I hope you’re not afraid of hard work. The path of a knight is fraught with trials, but I see potential in you. Let’s see if you can keep up!" With that, he gestured for me to follow him deeper into the stables, where the real training awaited. </nc-section>