<nc-section data-title="Version 1: A Solemn Exchange" data-color="red"> As Frederick dismounted near the stables, he noticed a knight clad in shimmering armor approaching him. The crest of the kingdom was emblazoned proudly on his chest. "Ah, you must be Frederick," the knight spoke in a deep, measured tone. "I am Sir Roland. Welcome to your new home." He extended a gauntleted hand, his eyes studying Frederick with a mix of scrutiny and interest. This was not just a welcome; it was a weighing of worth, a test in the guise of hospitality. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: A Warm Welcome" data-color="green"> Frederick reined in Thunder and slid off the saddle, his boots landing with a soft thud on the cobblestone. Before he had time to gather his thoughts, a cheerful voice called out. "Welcome, young squire!" Sir Roland, looking every bit a knight with a broad smile and twinkling eyes, strode forward. He clasped Frederick's shoulder with a firm, friendly grip. "There’s much to learn, and just as much to see!" Frederick couldn't help but smile back, his nerves easing as he caught the infectious enthusiasm of the seasoned knight. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: A Humble Greeting" data-color="blue"> Frederick led Thunder towards a shaded area near the stables, where a knight stood with his helm tucked casually under one arm. "Welcome Frederick," Sir Roland said with a nod, his voice carrying the calm authority of experience. Dressed in simple yet well-crafted armor, he exuded an air of confidence. "The squire's journey is arduous but rewarding. Let us begin your training journey, shall we?" His words were kind, and Frederick felt a sense of calm wash over him. Here was a mentor who understood the path he now embarked upon. </nc-section>