<nc-section data-title="Frederick's Arrival: Version 1" data-color="red"> As I dismounted Thunder, the scent of fresh hay and leather filled the air around the stables. Just as I was brushing the dust from my tunic, a bellowing voice boomed from behind me. "You must be the new squire!" Sir Roland, towering and formidable, strode forward. His armor glinted under the fading sunlight, and his impressive sword hung at his side. His grin was both welcoming and mischievous. "Ready to prove yourself? I hope you can keep up!" His laughter echoed, making me both anxious and excited for what lay ahead. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Frederick's Arrival: Version 2" data-color="green"> I slid off Thunder, my heart racing with a mix of excitement and nerves. Suddenly, I heard the creaking of armor as a tall figure approached. It was Sir Roland, well-known in the kingdom for his valor and noble heart. "Welcome, young squire!" he boomed, his deep voice resonating in the quiet evening. "Many have called me the best knight in the land, but it is up to you to show if you can surpass me one day!" He clapped me on the shoulder, his eyes gleaming with warmth that melted my apprehensions, igniting a spark of determination within me. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Frederick's Arrival: Version 3" data-color="blue"> As I stepped into the stable, the comforting sight of familiar faces greeted me. Just then, a shadow loomed over me, and I turned to meet the piercing gaze of Sir Roland. "Ah, the new squire!" he said with a hearty laugh. "Don’t let my cheerful demeanor fool you; I expect nothing but your best! A squire's journey is fraught with challenges, but with each battle you fight—whether against the training dummy or in the heart of the kingdom—you will grow stronger." With that, he offered me an encouraging nod and turned to lead me into the heart of the castle, where my training awaited. </nc-section>