<nc-section data-title="The Arrival of Yonder" data-color="red"> Sir Roland, a distinguished knight with scars down his face, approached Frederick with a hearty grin. "Ah! You must be Frederick, the new squire! Welcome!" Roland removed his cap and bowed slightly. Roland led Frederick inside the stables, which were a chaotic scene of neighing horses and shifting hay. "This is where your life of adventure truly begins," Roland said with a wide smile. He handed Frederick the reigns of his own horse, hinting at Frederick that his training had begun. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="The Welcome Speech" data-color="green"> Sir Roland's greeting wasn't just formal - it seemed genuine, filled with warmth and encouragement. "You've arrived during the waning light," Roland mentioned, looking at the horizon, "yet your calling seems to open with the dawn." With a grin, Roland showed Frederick around. They entered the cool stables, where horses of various sizes and colors flopped their tails at the hay and pans of water. Roland explained the care and responsibilities of each creature. The event was imbued with camaraderie and anticipation for Frederick’s journey as a squire, and Roland outlined the many duties in store for the young man. Alongside caring for his own horse, Frederick would soon acquaint himself with cleaning stalls, feeding the horses, and even aiding in their grooming. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="The Lesson of Discipline" data-color="blue"> Sir Roland’s rustling of leaves was palpable as he spoke, throwing a warm, fatherly gleam over Frederick's shoulders. "Welcome, boy. You've been summoned here not just for accolades but for a set of profound lessons in life, valor, and discipline on the journey towards knighthood." With a guiding hand, Roland stepped forward to the intricate stalls that housed the horses. He patiently taught Frederick to distinguish between the animals, informing him on the finer aspects of care and harmony. Roland watched, proud but cautious, as Frederick navigated the stables, lingering over an older horse that seemed to have a sagging spirit, reminding Frederick that the well-being of each steed was not just a chore but an honor. Roland often paused to offer corrections and feedback, forever teaching Frederick the balance and respect needed when dealing with creatures of such strength and sensitivity. </nc-section>