<nc-section data-title="Arrival at the Castle" data-color="red"> As I dismounted Thunder, a tall, imposing figure emerged from the shadows of the stables. It was Sir Roland, the local knight tasked with training me. His armor glinted in the fading light, and his eyes narrowed as he assessed me. "You must be Frederick," he said gruffly. "Welcome to Castle Blackthorn. Your training begins at dawn." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Meeting the Mentor" data-color="green"> I led Thunder into the stables, and as I finished tending to him, I noticed an older knight watching me from the doorway. He had a kind face, weathered by years of battle. "You have a way with horses, lad," he said with a smile. "I'm Sir Roland, and I'll be guiding you on your path to knighthood. Let's get you settled in." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="The Stables" data-color="blue"> The stables were alive with the sounds of neighing horses and the rustle of hay. As I settled Thunder into his stall, a voice called out from behind me. "Freddie-boy! You made it!" I turned to see Sir Roland, a broad grin on his face. He clapped me on the back. "Let's get you ready for your first night at Castle Blackthorn. The other squires are eager to meet you." </nc-section>