<nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: The Greeting" data-color="red"> As Frederick dismounted Thunder, a tall figure emerged from the shadows of the stables. Sir Roland, the local knight, approached with a stern yet welcoming expression. "Greetings, young squire," he said, his voice resonating with authority. "I trust your journey was uneventful?" Frederick stood tall, trying to hide his nerves. "Yes, Sir Roland. I am Frederick, here to begin my training." Sir Roland nodded, a hint of approval in his eyes. "Very well, Frederick. Your journey has just begun." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: A Warm Welcome" data-color="green"> Frederick led Thunder towards the stables, his heart pounding with anticipation. Suddenly, a hearty laugh echoed through the air, and Sir Roland, a burly knight with a friendly smile, stepped out to greet him. "Ah, Frederick! Welcome, welcome!" Sir Roland clapped him on the back. "I've heard good things about you. Ready to become a knight, are you?" Frederick couldn't help but smile at the warm reception. "Yes, Sir Roland. I'm ready." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: The First Encounter" data-color="blue"> The stable doors creaked open as Frederick guided Thunder inside. A man with a sharp gaze and a silver streak in his hair stepped forward. Sir Roland, the local knight, looked Frederick up and down, assessing him silently. "You must be Frederick," he finally said. "I am Sir Roland. Your training will be rigorous, and I expect nothing but your best." Frederick swallowed hard, determination burning in his eyes. "Yes, Sir Roland. I am ready to give it my all." </nc-section>