<nc-section data-title="Version 1: A Warm Welcome" data-color="red"> As Frederick approached the stables, a figure in gleaming armor stepped forward. “Welcome to Durwood Keep, young squire,” boomed Sir Roland, his voice echoing slightly under his helmet. His large hand clasped Frederick's shoulder with a friendly force. “You have arrived at a pivotal time, and your training will not be lightly undertaken. Come, let me show you to the barracks and introduce you to your companions.” </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: The Stern Greeting" data-color="green"> Frederick’s arrival at the stables was met with a stern glance from Sir Roland, a seasoned knight known for his rigorous training methods. “So, you are the new recruit,” he stated, examining Frederick with a critical eye. “I hope you are ready to dedicate yourself completely to the art of knighthood. Laziness will not be tolerated here.” Without another word, he turned and led the way into the heart of the castle. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: The Mysterious Introduction" data-color="blue"> Upon reaching the stables, a shadow detached itself from the doorway. It was Sir Roland, cloaked not just in his usual armor but an air of secrecy. “Frederick, isn’t it?” he whispered, as if sharing a confidential matter. “Follow me, there are many things you must learn—and not all lessons are taught in daylight.” Curiosity piqued, Frederick followed the knight into the dimming light, his heart pounding with a mix of excitement and apprehension. </nc-section>