Here are three alternate prose sections continuing the story with the requested specifications: **Version 1 (Red)** <nc-section data-title="A Knight's Boisterous Welcome" data-color="red"> As I dismounted Thunder near the stables, a booming voice echoed off the stone walls, making me turn. Sir Roland, the local knight, approached me with a wide, toothy grin, his armor gleaming with a hint of polish. "Ah, young Frederick! Finally arrived, eh? I trust your journey wasn't as dull as the castle's cook's stew!" He clapped me on the back, nearly sending me stumbling forward. "Come, let's get you settled and then we'll discuss the... 'delights' of your training." </nc-section> **Version 2 (Green)** <nc-section data-title="A Gentleman's Greeting" data-color="green"> Leading Thunder into the stables, I was greeted by the warm smile of Sir Roland, who emerged from the shadows, his armor adorned with the subtle, yet elegant, emblem of our kingdom. With a courteous bow, he extended a hand. "Greetings, Frederick. I trust your travels were uneventful? Our stables are at your disposal. Once your horse is settled, I invite you to join me for a walk in the gardens, where we can discuss the particulars of your squire's training in a more... serene setting." </nc-section> **Version 3 (Blue)** <nc-section data-title="A Knight's Piercing Gaze" data-color="blue"> As Thunder received the attention of the stable hands, Sir Roland stepped out of the evening's growing shadows, his silhouette chiseled against the fading light. His gaze, sharp as the blade at his side, scrutinized me from helm to heel before a nod of satisfaction. "Frederick, your arrival is timely. I've been expecting you. Your training will not be a leisurely stroll. Come, let us speak of what lies ahead, and the burdens you will soon bear, in the privacy of my quarters." </nc-section>