Castle Narnia Novels & Stories

A warning light blinked as it passed, and the trio waited silently until it was gone. Only then did Abigail speak.“Every time I see one of those things, I wonder what it’d take to bring one down.” “One dream too many, maybe.” Tunde said, he looked up, past the quarry’s ridge.There it was again, the Citadel. White and gold, suspended like a god’s mirage behind the shimmer of protective fields. Its smooth towers glowed even through the smog. Somewhere in there, music played through perfect speakers, food was hot every night, and sickness… was curable.

Thank God the Langstons don’t rule Upper Castles. In Amaenia, there are ten regions, and each region is ruled by a seat holder. Upper Castles, where we live, is ruled by the Caddels. Our neighbour, The Capital, is the central region of the country and is ruled by the Albertines— the country royalty. The Vandenbergs rule North Ventrise, and then the Barringtons in Barnsley, the Whitlocks in Wells Spring, the Hogwoods in Hillstone, the Hansleys in Hathbourne, the Silvius in Southcove, the Castellans in Chesterfield, and the Langstons in Lancastre.

Ragnar remained silent for a moment, holding the tiny plastic knight between his fingers like he wasn’t entirely sure what to do with it. Then Tamera pushed a block castle closer. “The princess lives here,” she explained patiently. “And the knight?” “Protects her.” Ragnar looked at the toy again. “…Understood.” His voice was completely serious. Lance lost the battle with his laughter. “You’re taking this very professionally.” Ragnar shot him a cold look. “This is clearly a serious responsibility.” Tamera nodded enthusiastically. “Yes!” Lance shook his head, still smiling as he moved the dinosaur across the carpet.

Al had already gone back to stealing popcorn, completely unaware that he had just tossed a grenade into the living room. Rafael looked at him. Then at me. I forced a smile. “My list of disappointments is very inclusive.” His gaze stayed on my face a little longer than I liked, but then Gabby suddenly clapped her hands. “Done!” She threw both hands into the air like she had personally completed construction on Versailles. The castle stood in the middle of the rug, huge and ridiculous with pink towers, a black bridge, a horse on the balcony, a tiny runway for the whale shark, and a queen standing at the highest point.

I'm sure that the monkey's face isn't pleasant anymore. The huge chandelier in the middle welcomed us. There were big tables and there were people in each of them. The surroundings are screaming luxury. Every dress of the people you will know that they’re wealthy. I saw on the left a table a "Hernandez" written on the card and we went straight there. The table had six seats, so I chose the opposite seat for Madam. So that the three of them, Taiden and sir Darius, would be seating side by side. I’m actually afraid to be seen with them here. I’m just their nanny. I shouldn’t be here.

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Damon lightens her mood. They kept comforting her in words and ridding her of her fears, they talked of their favourite places, the castle, the packs under their Father's commands, the trill of their hunts and how they're happy she'll share it with them. Jokes and stories came up distracting her from her worries as they finally landed. She got into the gray Range Rover as they trail behind her, driving through the forest she missed the rainforest smell of the grass lands. She can't wait to explore. Out the window she cut a glimpse of the castle as the drove nearer, it was huge, more like five stories up high with pointy tops. The castle gate opens for them as she kept gawking at the building

NIRVANA I’d never been to Cumbria, let alone England. The weather was chilly. Archibald castle was built on a highland with greener grass, surrounded by a moat, like one of those featured in a popular historical drama series. It looked surreal. I expected a Dracula’s castle with a dark and Gothic theme. This one, though, was exemplary. “Don’t show off. Stay calm, and remember we’re his guests and want something from him, even if he throws insults.”

She sauntered back to the bedroom and found Aslan waiting for her by the door. "Ready?" "Yeah," she nodded. "Let's go." {••} The drive was quiet as Najmah had curled back to her alone world, leaving Aslan to wonder what was going on in her mind. The car pulled over in front of a massive castle-like structure, bringing Aslan out of his reverie. Najmah was still unaware of her surroundings so Aslan tapped her a little on the shoulder. "We're here." "Where is here exactly?" she questioned, her mind coming back to the present.

The first light of morning filtered through the curtains of the penthouse loft, casting the obsidian runes etched into the floor in pale gold. Cassie stood by the nursery door, Aragorn cradled against her chest, as Cassian sat cross-legged on the rug, intoning a warding chant he’d just learned from Seraphina.