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<nc-section data-title="The Knight's Welcome" data-color="red"> As I dismounted, a tall figure emerged from the shadows near the stables. Sir Roland, his armor gleaming red in the setting sun, approached with a stern expression. "You must be Frederick," he said, his voice as sharp as a blade. "The castle is no place for the faint-hearted. Prove yourself worthy, or be cast aside." His words were cold, but I sensed a challenge rather than a threat. This was my chance to rise. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="An Unlikely Mentor" data-color="green"> Thunder snorted as a burly knight clad in green surcoat strode toward the stables. "Ah, Frederick!" Sir Roland boomed, his voice warm and hearty. "We’ve been expecting you. Come, let me show you around." His friendly demeanor put me at ease, though I couldn’t shake the feeling that his kindness masked a steel-like resolve. As we walked, he began pointing out the castle’s features, his every word carrying the weight of experience. </nc-section> <nc-section data-title="The Knight’s Test" data-color="blue"> The stables were quiet save for the occasional neigh of horses. Just as I began to tie Thunder’s reins, a shadow fell over me. I turned to see Sir Roland, his blue cloak billowing in the evening breeze. "Frederick," he said, his piercing gaze locking onto mine. "Before you enter the castle, you must pass a test. Fetch the sword from the old oak by the river and return before dawn." His cryptic instructions left me uneasy, but I nodded, determined to prove my worth. </nc-section>