Here are three alternate prose sections that continue the story: <nc-section data-title="Version 1: The Warm Welcome" data-color="red"> As I dismounted and handed Thunder's reins to a stable hand, I noticed a tall figure approaching from the shadows. Sir Roland emerged, his armor gleaming in the dim light of the stables. He removed his helmet, revealing a weathered face marked by countless battles but softened by a warm smile. "Frederick," he called, his voice echoing with strength and kindness. "Welcome to the heart of our realm. Your journey has just begun, and I am honored to guide you." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Stern Greeting" data-color="green"> Thunder whinnied softly as I stepped onto the cobblestones, feeling the weight of the castle's ancient history surrounding me. Sir Roland stood to the side, his arms crossed and a critical eye watching my every move. His brow furrowed slightly as he surveyed me, sizing me up. "Frederick," he said, his tone carrying the gravitas of a seasoned knight. "This is not merely training but a test of your very spirit. Stay focused, and you may just find your place among us." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Mysterious Encounter" data-color="blue"> As the stable hands took Thunder, I felt a presence beside me. Sir Roland stepped into view, his cloak enveloped him like shadows clinging to the night. He nodded in acknowledgment, his eyes revealing a hint of mystery that sparked my imagination. "Frederick," he spoke softly, yet his words carried a mysterious weight. "There are secrets within these walls, waiting for a seeker such as yourself. Keep your wits about you, and the castle might just share its stories." </nc-section>