Version 1: <nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: The Arrival" data-color="red"> Sir Roland, a local knight known for his bravery and strength, stepped out from the stables as I pulled up on my horse. His red armor gleamed in the sunlight, and a proud red crest adorned his helm. "Welcome, young Frederick", he bellowed, his voice echoing through the castle. "I've heard about your arrival. I'm Sir Roland." He extended his knightly gauntlet towards me, and I shook it, feeling the iron firmly beneath my palm. "You're early for your training. Ready to begin?" </nc-section> Version 2: <nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: The Arrival" data-color="green"> After tying my horse to the fence, I watched Sir Roland emerge from the stables. His green armor, the same color as the fields surrounding the castle, seemed to ripple in the sun's glow as he approached. Helmets adorned with a green gemstone sparkled as he neared. "Greetings, young squire." His voice was as gentle as the summer breeze. "I'm Sir Roland. You must be Frederick." He looked into my eyes, and I could feel the warmth in his gaze. "You're in luck. It's time for your daily training. Are you ready?" </nc-section> Version 3: <nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: The Arrival" data-color="blue"> Gentle morning breezes carried the sound of Sir Roland as he mounted up to his horse near the stables. His blue armor, the same hue as the vast ocean, sparkled under the light of the rising sun. "Greetings, brave Frederick." His voice was as deep as the sea. "I am Sir Roland. Welcome to the castle." His steel gauntlet reached out to me, and I took it, my palm feeling the mettle of this great knight. "The training begins now." </nc-section>