<nc-section data-title="Continuing His Journey" data-color="red"> As I approached the stables, a tall figure emerged from the shadows. It was Sir Roland, a seasoned knight with a reputation for valor and skill on the battlefield. He introduced himself with a firm handshake and a grin, his eyes twinkling with warmth. "Fred, you're right on time," he said. "I've been expecting you. Let's get your gear settled and head to the mess hall for dinner. You've got a big day tomorrow." With that, he led me to a cozy room with a glowing fire and the scent of roasting meat. "</nc-section> <nc-section data-title="The Knight's Guide" data-color="green"> Sir Roland strode beside me as we walked to the stables, his armor clinking with each step. "You're going to love it here, Frederick," he said. "The castle is filled with good people, and we're all eager to help you grow into a great knight. First things first, though – we need to get you outfitted with the right equipment. Your horse, a lovely mare named Star, is ready and waiting for you." As we reached the stables, I spotted Star, her coat shining like polished copper in the fading light. She nuzzled my hand, and I knew we'd be good partners. Sir Roland clapped me on the back, "Now, let's get some food in you, and then you can start your new life." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="The Arrival at Dusk" data-color="blue"> The sinking sun cast a golden glow over the courtyard as I handed Thunder's reigns to a stable hand. Sir Roland met me at the entrance of the castle, his weathered face creasing into a smile. "Fred, lad, it's good to see you. Let's get you settled and then head to the mess for a hearty meal. We have big things to discuss tomorrow, when you'll begin your training." We entered the castle, the warm light spilling from the windows and the aroma of roasting meat and baking bread filling the air. A sense of excitement and belonging washed over me as the knight led me through the labyrinthine hallways to my new home. </nc-section>