Run: 2026-02-20-01KHYAT9MVTCECCZB2DJSD3NPA

Okay, here are three alternate prose sections continuing the story, each with a specified color and adhering to your instructions: **Version 1 (Red)** <nc-section data-title="The Knight's Greeting" data-color="red"> As I drew closer, a figure detached itself from the shadows of the stables – Sir Roland, the castle’s most renowned knight. He was a mountain of a man, clad in crimson armor that gleamed even in the fading light. His face, weathered and scarred, held a surprising warmth as he lowered his visor slightly. “Welcome, young Frederick,” he boomed, his voice resonant and deep. “The King awaits your arrival. Let’s hope you’re ready for more than just polishing armour, lad. This castle has teeth.” He offered a hand, calloused and strong, and a sliver of steel glinted from beneath his gauntlet. “Don’t be startled.” </nc-section> --- **Version 2 (Green)** <nc-section data-title="A Steady Presence" data-color="green"> A figure emerged from the stable doorway – Sir Roland, a knight famed for his patience and unwavering loyalty. He wasn’t adorned in ostentatious armor, but rather a practical, dark green tunic over leather padding, suggesting a preference for action over display. He held a well-worn leather satchel and approached with a slow, deliberate gait. “Frederick,” he greeted, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate with the earth itself. “I’ve been expecting you. The castle can be… overwhelming for a newcomer. Allow me to show you the essential paths – the training grounds, the armory, and the kitchens. Don’t wander too far; shadows hold secrets here.” He offered a small, reassuring smile. "And try not to break anything valuable." </nc-section> --- **Version 3 (Blue)** <nc-section data-title="A Measured Welcome" data-color="blue"> The stables door creaked open, revealing Sir Roland, a knight known more for his quiet competence than his grand pronouncements. He wore a deep azure surcoat, subtly embroidered with the silver dragon emblem of the kingdom. His gaze, sharp and intelligent, assessed Frederick with a calm neutrality. "You must be Frederick," he stated, his voice even and measured. “I’m Sir Roland. I’ll be overseeing your initial training. There’s no need for fanfare. The castle holds many traditions, and a young squire must learn them diligently. We'll start with introductions to the staff and a review of the castle’s defenses. Please follow me." He turned, his movements fluid despite his size, and began to walk towards the main courtyard, his blue surcoat a striking contrast against the darkening stone. </nc-section> --- Which version do you like best, or would you like me to combine elements from different versions or continue in a different direction?