<|nc-section data-title="Version 1: The Knight's Welcome" data-color="red">As I dismounted Thunder and led him towards the stables, a tall, muscular man strode out to greet me. He had a neatly trimmed beard and kind eyes that crinkled at the corners when he smiled. "Welcome, young Frederick! I'm Sir Roland, one of the castle knights. You must be the new squire." He extended a hand in friendship. "I am honored to make your acquaintance, Sir Roland," I replied, shaking his strong grip. "I look forward to learning much from you and the other knights." "That is good to hear! Training a new squire is always exciting." He winked playfully. "Though I hope you're prepared for some long days and nights ahead. The path of knighthood is not an easy one." I met his gaze steadily, determined and resolute. "I came here ready to put in the hard work and dedication needed. Nothing less will do." "That's the spirit!" He clapped me on the shoulder approvingly. "I have a feeling you'll do great things here, lad. But first, let's get Thunder settled in. Then you can report to Sir Aldric - he'll give you your first orders. I'm sure he's eager to lay eyes on our newest recruit and see if you're made of the right stuff!" I nodded solemnly, knowing this was only the beginning of my trials and that I would soon face my first true test as a squire. With a parting nod to Sir Roland, I led Thunder into the stables to be fed and watered. As I worked, my mind raced with the weighty expectations ahead of me. I knew I would need all my courage, discipline and strength of will to survive the rigors to come and prove myself worthy. The road would be long and the burdens heavy, but I would not waver, no matter how daunting the obstacles. For I had a sacred duty and a solemn oath to uphold now as a squire of the realm. My path was set and I would walk it, come what may.