Novel & Cerita Canvas The Castle Oblivion

And he headed to the office with Enzo and Justin. I took a deep breath and I kept looking at the photos of this castle that Ryker was in. I printed out the pictures because I needed to know everything about this place. The best access points and exit points. The best ways to get to the dungeon, everything. But the problem was, there weren’t photos of every room. So I needed to hack into the county records and I downloaded the blueprint for that castle and I printed it out as well. That would give us a much better idea of what was going on inside that building.

My heart felt strange. There was a sense of familiarity to the castle and my heart didn't feel well about it. It felt bitter. Just like the cave, the walls were filled with pictures of Hiems, the person he was before he reincarnated. But unlike Liviana's, the pictures were decent and passionate, and a woman was with him in some of the pictures.

I could smell cedar through the window. Finally, the car turned down a hidden path. Cecil squealed, hopping up to look out the window as we grew closer. The breathtaking sight of a magnificent, blood red castle perched atop a hill. Redstone walls, adorned with intricate carvings, rose majestically against a clear blue sky. Pointed turrets pierced the heavens, and a sprawling courtyard welcomed us with open arms. "Wow!" Cecil gasped, her eyes wide with wonder. "Is that the castle? Is that your castle?"

“Do not forget I am not some accidental Luna, Alpha Cillian. We have both been educated for our destined roles.” Cillian raised his hand, pardoning himself. “Apologies, perhaps we have spent too long waiting for Phillipe to make a move. If we surprise or force his hand…” “You know he has traps surrounding the castle?” “Yes, your brother's spies have been reporting. Something to do with firing hot, boiling oil over the castle wall. Glass traps.” “The oil sounds horrific,” shuddering at the remembrance of the glass traps. Sharp daggers of broken glass hidden in ploughed furrows. Wolves at full speed naturally follow those tracks, brutally destined to be left maimed.

Abram whispered to Nate, who nodded as he took in the castle interior. Alexa couldn’t wait to meet the demon master. She wanted to meet him and get this over with, so she can find Lucian in the supernatural realm. The castle looked similar to that of the human build castles. Only it was dark with a fiery glow coming from between crevices. The castle was bare of any decorations––there were no expensive chandeliers or furniture like they have seen in their world. The floor was bare of carpet and looked like a volcanic rock, even the castle walls looked like one.

A back car stopped in front of a big castle. Quickly the chauffeur came out of the car and opened the backseat door. Mark stepped out of the car and looked at his front at the huge castle- Castle of Velrenia. Michael too stood beside him. Castle of Velrenia is more like an illusion for humans. There were hundreds of rooms in the castle excluding the Palace offices. The Palace Chief head Brodie Cloy came there and shook hands with Mark, followed by Michael. “It is my pleasure to meet you. Hope you have a safe journey,” Brodie stated as he stepped back.

*Wyverndale. The fourth castle was a luxurious palace draped in rich colors, with glass domes and twisted towers. Its banner bore a crescent eye, shining with whispers and scents of emotion: Emotion & Influence. *Tenebrae.* And then, there was the fifth castle. Lacking beauty and charm, it gave off an unsettling feeling, a space of wrongness. Its gray stone walls were covered in sickly green moss, with cracks spreading like spiderwebs. Above its door hung a faded symbol of a black sun surrounded by green flames, with the barely legible words: Mystery & Potential. *Umbra.*

As for Eric, he was cast aside and sent overseas like a discarded pawn. I looked away from the news and made myself a cup of coffee. The past was over, and my life was just beginning.

She tightened her grip on Lycan's hand, drawing strength from their bond. Luna, her eyes gleaming with determination, forged ahead, leading them deeper into this treacherous realm. As they traversed the barren landscape, they came upon a towering castle, its dark spires piercing the sky like claws of a beast. Silently, they approached the castle's foreboding gates, which creaked open to welcome them with a bone-chilling groan. The interior of the castle was shrouded in shadow, and the air grew frigid as they made their way through its winding corridors.

Harvey continues, practical as always. “The castle has weaknesses. The power system is redundant but depends on diesel generators. If we can cut off the supply, the security goes down. There’s a blind spot on the east side, near the cliff. We can use that. And Maeve said her father still keeps a private office on the third floor. If we can get in there, we might find more evidence.” I sit in the chair next to Harvey and look at the images of the castle again. “Is he there right now?” I ask.