## Version 1 (red): <nc-section data-title="The Greetings" data-color="red"> As I dismounted from Thunder, my heart raced with excitement. I spotted Sir Roland, a veteran knight of the realm, striding towards me near the stables. His armor shone in the fading light, and his beard, tinged with silver, gave him an air of wisdom. "Frederick, my boy!" Sir Roland boomed, his voice carrying across the courtyard. "Welcome to the castle. I've been expecting you. Your father sent word of your arrival." I bowed respectfully, my hand on the hilt of my practice sword. "Sir Roland, it is an honor to be here. I am eager to begin my training and serve the kingdom." </nc-section> ## Version 2 (green): <nc-section data-title="A Warm Welcome" data-color="green"> Sir Roland, a bear of a man with a friendly smile, emerged from the shadows of the stable. His armor clanked softly as he walked, and his eyes held the wisdom of a lifetime of service. "Ah, young Frederick. It is a pleasure to finally meet you. Your reputation precedes you," he said, extending a hand to help me dismount. I gracefully slid off Thunder's back and shook Sir Roland's hand. "Thank you, Sir. I am honored to be under your guidance. My father has told me great tales of your bravery and skill." </nc-section> ## Version 3 (blue): <nc-section data-title="An Unexpected Encounter" data-color="blue"> I had just finished tending to Thunder's saddle when a deep voice startled me. "Well met, Frederick. I am Sir Roland, and it seems you've brought quite the steed with you." I spun around to find the renowned knight standing there, his hand resting casually on the hilt of his sword. His eyes sparkled with a mischievous light, and his beard was neatly trimmed. "Sir Roland, it's an honor. Thunder and I have journeyed far, and I am eager to start my training under your tutelage," I replied, my voice steady despite my nerves. </nc-section>