<nc-section data-title="The Greetings" data-color="red"> As I dismounted near the stables, a tall and imposing figure emerged from the shadows. He was clad in full plate armor, his visor hiding his features. I recognized the coat of arms on his shield—it was Sir Roland, the local knight known for his prowess in battle. "Young squire, Frederick, I presume?" he boomed, his voice echoing off the stone walls. I nodded, my heart racing. Sir Roland extended a gauntleted hand and said, "Welcome to the castle, your journey towards knighthood begins." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="A Warm Welcome" data-color="green"> Near the stables, I spotted a figure emerging from the dusk—a knight clad in gleaming armor, with a cape fluttering in the breeze. It was Sir Roland, a legendary warrior with a reputation for kindness. As I approached, he smiled widely, his blue eyes shining with warmth. "Frederick, your reputation precedes you," he said, offering me a hearty handshake. "Your journey to become a knight starts here. May your sword stay sharp and your honor true." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="An Unexpected Guide" data-color="blue"> The sun dipped below the horizon as I reached the stables, and a figure appeared, silhouetted against the fading light. I immediately recognized the formidable stance of Sir Roland, the kingdom's renowned knight. He strode forward, his armor clinking softly, and greeted me with a friendly smile. "Ah, Frederick, your arrival has been long awaited," he said, his voice deep and reassuring. "The path of a knight is not an easy one, but I shall be your guide." </nc-section>