<nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: The Arrival" data-color="red"> The local knight, Sir Roland, greets Frederick near the stables. "Ah, welcome, young squire!" Sir Roland called out, tipping his helmet in greeting. "I've been expecting you. The master knight will be happy to see you. He's been looking forward to your arrival." Frederick, his heart pounding with excitement and a touch of nerves, nodded in response. "Thank you, Sir Roland," he said. "I'm eager to get started on my training." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: The Arrival" data-color="green"> The local knight, Sir Roland, approached Frederick as he dismounted from Thunder. The horse snorted and pawed at the ground in greeting. "Well met, young squire!" Sir Roland boomed, his voice echoing through the courtyard. "I'm Sir Roland, the castle's resident knight. Welcome to the training grounds of the master knight." Frederick, his eyes wide with anticipation and awe, looked up at the tall, imposing figure of the knight. "Thank you, Sir Roland," he replied, his voice steady despite his nerves. "I'm Frederick. I'm here to begin my training." </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="Chapter 1: The Arrival" data-color="blue"> Sir Roland, the local knight, appeared from the shadows of the stables as Frederick dismounted Thunder. "Greetings, young squire," Sir Roland said, his voice warm and friendly. "I'm Sir Roland, the castle's knight. Welcome to the training grounds. I'm sure the master knight will be delighted to have you here." Frederick, his breath catching in his throat, looked at the knight with a mix of respect and excitement. "Thank you, Sir Roland," he said, his voice filled with determination. "I'm Frederick, and I'm eager to begin my training." </nc-section>