<nc-section data-title="Version 1: A Warm Welcome" data-color="red"> As I approached the stables, a tall figure in shining armor emerged from the shadows. "Welcome, young squire," boomed the deep voice of Sir Roland. He strode towards me, his cape billowing behind him. "I've been expecting you. Come, let us see to your horse and then I'll show you around the castle." His stern expression softened into a welcoming smile, and I felt a wave of relief wash over me. This was the start of a new chapter in my life, and I was eager to prove myself worthy of the honor. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2: A Gruff Greeting" data-color="green"> I pulled my horse to a stop near the stables and was immediately met by the imposing figure of Sir Roland. He eyed me up and down, his brow furrowed. "So, you're the new squire, are you?" he grunted. "Don't just stand there, boy, take care of your horse." He gestured roughly towards the stables. I hurried to dismount, suddenly feeling very small and out of place. As I began to lead Thunder to his stall, Sir Roland's voice rang out again. "You've got a lot to learn, lad. Best be prepared to work twice as hard as the others." I swallowed hard, already dreading the challenges that lay ahead. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3: A Cautious Greeting" data-color="blue"> I slowed my horse to a trot as I approached the castle stables, unsure of what to expect. Suddenly, a tall figure in gleaming armor stepped out to greet me. "You must be the new squire," said Sir Roland, his voice guarded. He eyed me with a critical gaze, and I felt a flutter of nerves in my stomach. "Welcome to the castle," he continued, his expression softening ever so slightly. "I trust your journey was uneventful?" I nodded, unable to find the words to respond. "Well, then, let's get your horse settled, and I'll show you around." With that, he gestured towards the stables, and I followed, hoping to make a good first impression. </nc-section>