Version 1 (red): The scent of horses filled the air as I went to settle Thunder. A familiar voice called out nearby. "Welcome to the realm of Prince Alaric, Frederick. I am Sir Roland, the local knight," greeted the older man. Version 2 (green): Sir Roland, a proud knight, towered over me as I dismounted Thunder. He smiled, pride in his eyes, as our gaze met. He extended a friendly hand, inviting me deeper into the castle and its secrets. Version 3 (blue): I dismounted Thunder and tied him up before heading towards the castle gates. As I walked, I couldn't help but take in the beauty of the castle and its surroundings. I expressed my gratitude to Sir Roland for the warm greeting. In our conversation, he shared a few tips on what to expect during my training. "Have you encountered any unusual occurrences while guarding the castle, Sir Roland?" I asked curiously. He smiled, acknowledging my interest in the folklore behind the Chosen Ones. The arrival at the castle brought anticipation for what lies ahead as I stood and faced the challenges that would be mine to conquer. Although filled with the sweet melody of camaraderie and the gentle clatter of armor being polished, the quiet moments between Sir Roland and me set the foundation for an adventurous journey that would inevitably cement our bond as fellow protectors of the kingdom. It's only just begun and the story is yet to unfold its many chapters with twists, mysteries, and engraved stories of heroes that shaped the kingdom's legacy. As I prepared for my training to begin, I couldn't help but eagerly anticipate the incredible journey that was to come, with Alaric we stand, and here, we stand together as I began my journey at the Chronicles of the Last Dragon. Each chapter, each battle also stands to be an echo of the tales of Knights always ready to protect the realm. It is the joy and honor in defending the kingdom that runs in the veins of each individual part of the guard, and standing with Sir Roland and ever more people like him, will surely form an unstoppable bond as the Last Dragon Chronicles unravel. Together we protect the kingdom from darkness that has threatened to engulf us and to sustain the light being the pillar of strength, courage and valor will invariably define our victory. The Chronicles of the Last Dragon holds gates to more narrative and the demonic calamities that the fortification should withstand and the credit of such a responsibility will easily fall on none other than the combat-ready knights including Sir Roland. I am Frederick, a young squire, striving for the mark of excellence, ready to learn from the masters and living witness to legends. A knight's mantle is a symbol of responsibility and it's indeed the time my training begins its first quest at the Chronicles of the Last Dragon. I'm preparing myself, for I am set in my heart, that a guard's name beyond his victories is etched into honor, and I'm set on building my own legacy, making a substantial impression in the world's pages for eternity, From prince Alaric's kingdom to the outer realms of the realm, the footprint I'm set to create; will last for centuries. It's our hope for a better tomorrow that sustains our army of brave souls, the proud knights like Sir Roland who dedicate their armor, shield, and swords to keep our kingdom safe and secure. Frederick, a young squire, proudly walks past the castle gates, realizing the scope of the taskbefore him and relishing the challenges that lie ahead as he made one more stride towards the Chronicles of the Last Dragon.