<nc-section data-title="Version 1 (red)" data-color="red"> As I approached the stables, I saw a figure standing by the entrance. He was a tall man, with a broad chest and muscular arms. He wore a suit of armor, and his sword hung by his side. As I got closer, I saw that it was Sir Roland, the local knight. He greeted me warmly and helped me dismount from Thunder. "Welcome, Frederick," he said with a smile. "I have been waiting for you. Let us begin your training tomorrow at the break of dawn." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2 (green)" data-color="green"> As I neared the stables, I spotted Sir Roland, the local knight, watching me as he held the reins of his own horse. His armor gleamed in the evening light and his sword was at his waist, reminding me of the duties that lay ahead. He nodded his head and walked toward me, his footsteps heavy and purposeful. "Frederick, I've been expecting you." His voice boomed across the courtyard. "You've arrived just in time. Let's begin your training this very night, under the moonlight." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3 (blue)" data-color="blue"> At the stables, I was greeted by a handsome knight, his armor polished to perfection and his sword hanging from his belt. Sir Roland had a kind face and a warm smile, putting me at ease. "Greetings, young squire," he said as he patted Thunder on the nose. "You've come to the right place to learn the ways of knighthood. Rest and prepare yourself. We start your training tomorrow morning, as the sun rises." </nc-section>