Here are 3 alternate prose sections continuing the story: <nc-section data-title="Version 1" data-color="red"> As I approached the stables, I saw a figure emerge from the shadows. It was Sir Roland, the local knight. He was a tall, imposing man with a thick beard and piercing blue eyes. He wore a suit of polished armor that gleamed in the fading light. "Welcome, young Frederick," he said, his voice deep and commanding. "I trust your journey was uneventful?" I dismounted Thunder and bowed my head in respect. "It was, sir," I replied. "I am honored to be here and ready to begin my training." Sir Roland nodded approvingly. "Excellent. Stable your horse and then report to the great hall. We have much to discuss." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 2" data-color="green"> I slowed Thunder to a trot as we entered the castle courtyard. The stables were just ahead, and I could see a group of squires grooming their horses. One of them looked up and waved. "Frederick! Over here!" It was Sir Roland, the knight I had been assigned to serve. He was younger than I expected, with a friendly face and a shock of unruly blond hair. I guided Thunder over to where Sir Roland stood. "Hello, sir," I said, dismounting and bowing. "I'm reporting for duty." "At ease, young squire," Sir Roland said with a grin. "There's no need for such formality. I'm not much older than you!" I smiled, feeling more at ease. Perhaps serving under Sir Roland wouldn't be so intimidating after all. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Version 3" data-color="blue"> The castle stables were bustling with activity as I rode up. Grooms were leading horses to and from their stalls, while squires polished armor and saddles. In the midst of it all stood Sir Roland, a legendary knight known for his bravery and skill. I dismounted Thunder and led him towards Sir Roland. The knight was in deep conversation with another man, but he looked up as I approached. "Ah, you must be the new squire," Sir Roland said. "Frederick, is it? I've heard good things about you from your previous master." I felt a surge of pride at his words. "Thank you, sir," I said, bowing. "I hope to live up to your expectations." Sir Roland clapped me on the shoulder. "I'm sure you will, lad. Now, let's get you settled in. There's a lot of work to be done, and we need all the help we can get." </nc-section>