<nc-section data-title="Version 1" data-color="red"> Sir Roland, a grizzled old knight, greeted Frederick gruffly as he dismounted his horse. "Welcome to the castle, boy. You've got a lot to learn if you want to be a knight." Frederick nodded, trying not to show his nerves. Sir Roland pointed to the stables. "See that your horse is fed and watered, then report to the training yard at dawn." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2" data-color="green"> Sir Roland, captain of the king's guards, smiled as Frederick approached. "Greetings, young squire. We've been expecting you." He clasped Frederick's arm warmly. "Come, let me show you to your quarters so you can rest from your journey." Frederick smiled back, relieved by the kind welcome. As they walked, Roland said, "Training starts at sunrise. I'll introduce you to the other squires then." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3" data-color="blue"> Sir Roland eyed Frederick coldly as he dismounted his horse. "So you're the new squire? You don't look like much." Frederick straightened his spine and met Roland's gaze evenly. "I may be young, but I am ready to train hard and prove myself." Roland hmphed. "We'll see about that. Take your horse to the stables, then report to the barracks." He turned abruptly and strode away, his cloak billowing behind him. Frederick took a deep breath. His first test had already begun. </nc-section>