Castle Narnia Novels & Stories

he asked. Daenerys scooted over immediately. “You can be the king of the castle, Daddy.” He ruffled her hair. “Only if Mommy’s the queen.” I sipped my tea, watching them. Morris leaned over the drawing, asking serious questions about turrets and moats. Daemon crawled into his lap, showing him the dinosaur he’d taped to the corner of the page. The scene felt almost too perfect—too ordinary after everything we’d survived. Yet here we were, building castles on paper while the real world waited outside.

RETURNING TO THE REALM A Glimpse of Home High above the Enchanted Realm, the stars twinkled like precious gems scattered across the vast expanse of the night sky. The realm's beauty was unrivaled, and its residents cherished the tranquility it offered. In the heart of the realm stood the majestic ELENDOR Castle, its spires reaching toward the heavens.

COLLIN DIN’T WANT TO GAWK, but he was openly gawking! He had never been to see the council of supernaturals. He had never been in the building. It was an actual castle! As their car pulled up, he imagined the building inside to look like the images he had seen on television over the years.

"Of course." I was cut off as he removed the head part of his mascot, Henry hates doing things like this- anything that'll draw attention on him. He is sticking his tongue out... I stated with a smile, "Thank you, Henry." Then he put back the head part of his mascot and went back to the bleachers... then I saw another teddy bear mascot running away at the corner of my eyes... It's a couple pair. I felt my heart tightens as I recognize who that might be... Is it Megumi?

It feels luxurious, polished… foreign. I bite my lip, glancing at Nina. She sits straight-backed, calm as ever, but I know she’s watching me closely. I can’t hide my nervous energy. “How… how big is the castle?” I ask, my voice trembling slightly. Nina gives a small, almost mischievous smile. “Bigger than anything you’ve seen. Every wall, every gate… it’s designed to remind you exactly whose world you’re entering.”

Even a black rose appears among the tangle, and just as I'm trying to work out how it could possibly be conceivable in biology, the carriage comes to a stop. Through the other door, I gaze. The stone steps leading to the castle door are there, directly before me. A number of guards stood like statues along the walls, seemingly able to look right through me. One of the guards rushes over as I pick up my backpack and tiptoe to the edge of the seat. As he runs, his mop of golden curls bobs. Considering that the black pauldrons on his outfit appear to weigh more than the carriage itself, I'm shocked by his speed.

I scooped her up, pressing a kiss to her chubby cheek. "Are you ready for our big adventure, sweetheart?" I asked, smoothing down her unruly curls. Hope nodded enthusiastically. "See sheep!" she declared, her face lighting up with joy. I laughed, remembering the picture books of Scotland we'd been reading to her. "That's right, we're going to see lots of sheep. And castles, and lochs, and maybe even a highland cow or two." Christian appeared in the doorway, looking handsome in a casual sweater and jeans. The pendant I'd made him glinted at his throat, a constant reminder of Edward and the legacy we were carrying forward.

8. Calaf -Earlier that day, in the palace- This information better be worth listening to. I released a sigh before turning my attention to the fellow in front of me. Soot and mud impregnated the carpet beneath the quivering knight, drenching it with a faint brown stain. I scrunched my nose in disapproval. The smell reeking from his armour told me that the newbie’s been through an awful path to get me the information I asked from him prior.

There was a huge telescope coming out of the roof and lots of antique looking tools that Caine assumed were for astronomy or astrology or something. Something else that was really weird about this whole castle...there were plants and antlers and all kinds of naturalistic or native looking things everywhere. It kind of felt to to Caine like he had literally stepped into a fantasy novel. "What the hell??" Asked Tim, one of Caine's men. "I have no idea," said John as they all looked around in amazement.

This castle looks as uninviting as it possibly can, where the castle in Araphyra is as warm and beautiful as you’d expect from the elves. When we get to the front door of the castle, it opens without the vampire’s assistance. Once again, I look up and see cameras everywhere. I notice that Leana is looking around and has seen them too. When we enter the castle, the doors close behind us with a resounding bang of finality. Leana and I look at each other. Something is very wrong.