<nc-section data-title="Version 1 (red)" data-color="red"> Sir Roland, a grizzled old knight with a bushy beard, greeted Frederick as he dismounted his horse. "Welcome lad! We've been expecting you. Go get yourself settled in the barracks and we'll begin your training at dawn." Frederick nodded and led Thunder towards the stables, eager to start his new life at the castle. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2 (green)" data-color="green"> Sir Roland awaited Frederick near the stables. He was polishing his sword when Frederick arrived. "Greetings young squire! We shall begin forging you into a knight immediately. Meet me in the training yard in one hour." Frederick nodded and Sir Roland strode off towards the castle. Frederick took Thunder to his stall and began removing his saddle, wondering what intense training awaited him. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3 (blue)" data-color="blue"> Sir Roland stood tall as Frederick approached, his armor glinting in the sunset. "Welcome to the castle, Frederick. I will be overseeing your training. You have great potential, but the path ahead will not be easy." Frederick felt a swell of nerves, but also excitement. He led Thunder into the stables and patted his neck. "We're in for quite the adventure boy." Thunder nickered softly as if in agreement. Frederick took a deep breath and headed to the barracks to rest before his training began at sunrise. </nc-section>