<nc-section data-title="Version 1: A Warm Welcome" data-color="red"> As I dismounted Thunder, a figure emerged from the shadows of the stables. Sir Roland, the local knight, stood tall and imposing, his armor gleaming in the fading light. His eyes, however, were kind and welcoming. "Welcome, young Frederick," he said, extending a hand. "We've been expecting you. The journey must have been long. Come, let us get you settled." His voice was deep and reassuring, and I felt a sense of relief wash over me. This was the beginning of my new life. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: A Stern Introduction" data-color="green"> As I approached the stables, Sir Roland appeared, his expression stern and unreadable. He was a man of few words, known for his strict discipline and unwavering dedication to the code of chivalry. "Frederick," he said curtly, nodding in acknowledgment. "I trust you are ready for the challenges ahead. Training begins at dawn. Do not be late." His words were a reminder of the seriousness of my new role, and I nodded, determined to prove myself worthy. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: A Mysterious Encounter" data-color="blue"> The stables were quiet, save for the soft whinnying of horses. As I led Thunder inside, Sir Roland appeared seemingly out of nowhere, his presence both commanding and enigmatic. "Frederick," he greeted, his voice a low rumble. "The castle holds many secrets, and so do I. You will learn much during your time here." His eyes seemed to hold a thousand stories, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of curiosity and anticipation. What mysteries awaited me in this new chapter of my life? </nc-section>