<nc-section data-title="Continuing the Journey" data-color="red"> As Thunder and I approached the stables, a familiar figure emerged from the shadows. Sir Roland, the local knight, was known for his bravery and noble deeds. He towered over me, his armor gleaming in the fading light. "Welcome, young Frederick!" he boomed, his voice as deep as the castle's foundations. "I've been expecting you. Come, let me show you to your quarters." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Continuing the Journey" data-color="green"> As I dismounted Thunder, a figure stepped out of the half-light. It was Sir Roland, his armor as green as the summer grass. "Ah, welcome to Castle Alderan, Frederick," he said, his voice as smooth as polished leather. "You're just in time for dinner. I'll show you to your quarters and introduce you to the other squires." He clapped me on the back, and I felt a surge of excitement and trepidation. This was the start of my journey, and I was determined to make a name for myself. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Continuing the Journey" data-color="blue"> As I rode Thunder into the courtyard, a silhouette detached itself from the castle's shadow. It was Sir Roland, his armor reflecting the blue sky's last light. "Ah, Frederick!" he called out, striding towards me. "Welcome to Castle Alderan! It's a pleasure to see you. I trust your journey was uneventful? Well, come along, let's get you settled in. There's much to learn and little time to waste." </nc-section>