<nc-section data-title="Version 1" data-color="red"> Sir Roland, a tall knight with a bushy beard, greeted Frederick as he dismounted his horse. "Welcome, young squire! I will be overseeing part of your training in combat and chivalry. Come, let me show you to the barracks where you'll be staying." Sir Roland led Frederick into the castle keep, chatting about his first days as a squire many years ago. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2" data-color="green"> Sir Roland awaited Frederick near the stables. He was polishing his sword when Frederick arrived. "Greetings, young squire! I've been expecting you. Your first task will be to help the stablemaster tend to the horses." Sir Roland pointed toward the large stable filled with noble steeds. "Once you've finished your chores, find me in the training yard and we'll begin your lessons in swordsmanship." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3" data-color="blue"> Sir Roland spotted Frederick leading his horse to the stables. "Welcome, lad! You must be the new squire." He shook Frederick's hand firmly. "I'll be overseeing your training. But first, go get yourself settled in the barracks. Supper is in one hour - don't be late!" With that, Sir Roland marched off toward the castle, his armor clanking loudly. Frederick took his bags and made his way to the simple barracks that would be his new home. </nc-section>