<nc-section data-title="The Knight's Greeting" data-color="red"> As I dismounted Thunder at the stables, a knight approached me with a welcoming smile. "You must be the new squire, Frederick, yes?" he asked in a jovial tone. "That I am, sir. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," I replied with a respectful bow of my head. "And who might you be?" The knight chuckled. "Sir Roland, at your service. I'll be overseeing your knightly training here at the castle." He glanced at Thunder admiringly. "Nice steed you've got there, lad. Must be quite the rider to handle such a beast." I grinned proudly and patted Thunder's flank. "He's the finest in the land! We've been through many adventures together already." "Well, I'm sure he'll serve you well in your training as a knight," Sir Roland said encouragingly. "Stick close to me and I'll show you the ropes. First things first though - let's get you settled in with a good meal and a proper night's rest. The castle is just over there..." He gestured to an imposing stone edifice in the distance, its many towers piercing the darkening sky. As we strode towards the main gates together, I couldn't help but marvel at the sheer scale and grandeur of this mighty stronghold. A tingle of excitement raced up my spine, for I sensed that my destiny was intertwined with this place from this moment forth.