<nc-section data-title="Version 1: Sir Roland's Warm Welcome" data-color="red"> As Frederick dismounted, Sir Roland approached, his armor glinting in the fading sunlight. "Ah, Frederick!" he called out with a booming voice that matched his commanding presence. "Welcome to your new home!" Sir Roland clapped a firm hand on Frederick's shoulder. "I've heard promising things about you. We'll make a fine knight of you yet!" </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: A Cautious Approach" data-color="green"> Frederick hesitated as he approached the stables, feeling the weight of anticipation. Sir Roland emerged from the shadows, his gaze appraising. "Frederick, you must be exhausted from your journey," the knight said with a nod, his voice steady and calm. "Rest for the night. Tomorrow, we shall begin your training." There was an air of mystery in his words, a hint of trials to come. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: A Fiery Challenge" data-color="blue"> Sir Roland stood near the stables, arms crossed, watching as Frederick dismounted. His eyes were sharp, like a hawk assessing its prey. "Frederick," he said, voice firm. "Before you rest, let's see if there's fire in you." He tossed a wooden practice sword to Frederick. "Defend yourself." There was a spark of challenge in Roland's eyes, and Frederick's heart raced with excitement and trepidation. </nc-section>