<nc-section data-title="Version 1: A Stern Welcome" data-color="red"> As I approached the stables, a gruff voice called out, "You must be the new squire." I turned to see a weathered knight, his armor polished to a shine, standing with his arms crossed. "Sir Roland," he said, introducing himself. "Welcome to the castle. I hope you're ready to work hard and prove yourself worthy of the title." His stern gaze made me shift uncomfortably in the saddle. "I-I am, ser," I stammered, suddenly feeling like a mere boy rather than the skilled rider I knew myself to be. Sir Roland nodded curtly, then gestured for me to follow him inside. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: A Warm Welcome" data-color="green"> As I rode up to the stables, a friendly voice called out, "You must be the new squire I've heard so much about!" Turning, I saw a kindly-looking knight approaching, a warm smile on his face. "I'm Sir Roland. Welcome to the castle!" He extended his hand, and I shook it firmly. "It's an honor to meet you, ser," I replied, already feeling at ease in his presence. "I'm eager to begin my training and serve the kingdom." Sir Roland chuckled and clapped me on the shoulder. "That's the spirit, lad. Come, let's get you settled in and introduce you to the others." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: A Curious Welcome" data-color="blue"> As I neared the stables, I spotted a knight standing there, watching me intently. "Ah, you must be the new squire," he said, his voice level and expression unreadable. "I am Sir Roland." He approached me, his gaze never wavering. "It's an honor to meet you, ser," I replied, feeling somewhat unsettled by his intense scrutiny. "I'm eager to begin my training." Sir Roland nodded, then gestured towards the castle. "Very well. Follow me, and I'll show you around your new home." I couldn't help but wonder what to make of this knight's curious demeanor. As I followed him, I resolved to prove myself worthy of his attention. </nc-section>