<nc-section data-title="Sir Roland's Welcome" data-color="red"> As I dismounted, the scent of hay and leather filled the air. Just then, a tall figure emerged from the shadows of the stables. Sir Roland, the local knight, approached with a confident stride. His armor gleamed in the fading light, and his eyes sparkled with a mix of wisdom and mischief. "Welcome, young squire," he said, a grin spreading across his weathered face. "Are you ready to learn the ways of the sword and the heart?" </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="A Knight's Greeting" data-color="green"> I barely had time to catch my breath when a booming voice called out from the stables. "Ah, a new squire! Come here, lad!" Sir Roland, known for his fierce loyalty and unmatched skill in battle, stepped forward, his presence commanding. He clapped a hand on my shoulder, nearly knocking me off balance. "You’ll find that training here is no easy task, but I promise you, it will forge you into a true knight. Are you prepared for the challenge?" </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="The Knight's Challenge" data-color="blue"> As I stepped into the stable's cool shade, a figure loomed before me. Sir Roland, the knight of the realm, stood with arms crossed, a knowing smile on his lips. "Frederick, is it? I’ve heard tales of your bravery," he said, his voice deep and resonant. "But bravery alone won’t make you a knight. You must also learn discipline and strategy. Are you ready to face the trials that await you?" </nc-section>