<nc-section data-title="Version 1: A Stern Welcome" data-color="red"> As Frederick dismounted near the stables, a tall figure approached, clad in shining armor that reflected the dying light. This was Sir Roland, known throughout the kingdom for his stern demeanor and uncompromising discipline. He wore a deep scowl as he examined Frederick from head to toe. "So, you are the new squire," he said, his voice thick with disdain. "Let us hope you are more than just eager. The days ahead will demand strength and courage that I fear you lack." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: A Testing Task" data-color="green"> Sir Roland met Frederick with a firm handshake as he arrived at the stables. His expression was serious, but his eyes twinkled with a hint of curiosity. "Welcome to our humble abode," he said, glancing over Frederick's shoulder at the fading daylight. "Before you settle in, I have a task for you," he continued, leading Frederick towards a neglected part of the stable. "These stables need tending before nightfall. How you handle this simple task will tell me much about your dedication." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: An Unexpected Kindness" data-color="blue"> As Frederick approached the stables, he was surprised to find Sir Roland awaiting him with a gentle smile. Despite his fearsome reputation as a warrior, Roland extended a hand in greeting. "Welcome, young squire," he said warmly. "It must have been a long ride. Let’s get you settled and then have supper together. There is much to discuss about your training." Frederick felt a wave of relief wash over him, comforted by Sir Roland’s unexpected kindness. </nc-section>