Novel & Cerita Dungeon Nursery

The Memory in the Stone While Nathaniel and Damon were busy calculating the perimeter, I found myself drawn to the remains of the Royal Nursery. It was a circular room at the top of the west tower, or what was left of it. The roof was gone, leaving the room open to the grey sky, but the floor was still covered in the faded remnants of a violet rug. I stood in the center, holding Lyra and Caelum in a double-sling against my chest. The twins were unusually calm, their eyes fixed on the empty air as if they were watching something I couldn't see.

he asked, howling when his mate's ears perked up, her eyebrows waggling as a filthy look crossed her face. "No, it isn't, you pervert," Damon said with a shake of his head. He opened the door and led them all through. "This is the nursery, so get your mind out of the gutter, David. And you!" he said to his best friend with a grin. He looked around the room, his eyes twinkling at the beautiful sleigh style walnut crib with gauzy gold drapes hanging over it, the window seat set into the bay window, the gorgeous matching walnut changing table and bookshelves and the thick cream carpet, it was perfect and the walnut and beige nursing chair with matching gliding footstool finished it off beautifu

I say to Elizabeth. “Yeah. That’d do it.” I shake out my hands. “Okay, I need an excuse, fast. I’ll say—” “Good morning, Luna. Advisor to the Luna.” We turn to see a man walking toward us. Hiren. Elizabeth shakes his hand, then I do. “Pleasure, Luna. I’ve heard you look after the families of our fallen. And now this—‘Nursery,’ is it?” “Yes, though it might serve more than infants. It’s for any child whose parents don’t feel safe leaving them home alone. Since it’s next to the school, staff can help kids transition between buildings.”

* *Dorian opened it carefully, checking for anything dangerous. *Inside: a baby mobile. Hand-carved wooden animals: deer, rabbits, owls. Beautifully crafted. Clearly expensive.* *And a note:* *For her nursery. I remember you always loved woodland creatures. The ones at the gallery, the paintings you used to stop and stare at. I had this made for her. So she can grow up surrounded by beauty. - J* *Lia held the mobile, watching the little animals spin slowly.* "How did he know about the nursery theme?" she asked. "We just decided that yesterday. We haven't told anyone."

It was a nursery. I couldn’t help the gasp that escaped my lips as I looked around at my surroundings. The walls were painted light pink with clouds and pictures of bunnies decaling each corner. Across the wall was the name Wrenley written in beautiful purple cursive. There was a giant pink rug in the middle of the hardwood flooring. There was a white crib with a matching changing table and dressers that were filled with clothing. As I took in the gorgeous room, I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I turned to him, and he was leaning against the door with an almost smug smile spreading across his face.

"Are you seriously going to rain on my doting-aunt-to-be parade?" In the beat of silence, she imagined Pru closing her eyes and praying for patience as she rubbed the mound of her belly. "No. And thank you for your generosity. But seriously, you have to stop. We've got absolutely everything we need. We don't have room for anything else." "I suppose I could return the cute little giraffe onesie." "Giraffe?" Pru didn't quite manage to hide the interest. She had a weakness for all things animal. The nursery had been done up in a Noah's Ark theme and already held more stuffed animals than FAO Schwartz.

++++++ The five children looked to walk away from their palace, known as the Monster Slayer Guild headquarters, in the early morning when the ceiling of Fort Forsaken's artificial sky appeared to be a bright blue with white clouds. This morning's activity on the fortress's first floor, known as the Dirt Floor, had indicated crowds. Nearly all people who lived on the Ground Floor and were monster hunters and warriors flocked to the Forsaken Fortress Association to ask for admission to the Dungeon. Of course, you can do this by paying a set number of hell stones. There is no such thing as a free lunch, is there?' Nawa stated as they waited in the courtyard of the Association's Ground Floor rep

He pushed the doors open and stepped aside, gesturing for Luna to enter first. Luna walked through the doors and gasped. It was a nursery. Soft blue walls with painted wolves running across them. A wooden crib painted white with fur blankets inside. A rocking chair by the window with a small bookshelf filled with children’s books. A mobile of silver moons hanging from the ceiling, catching the light and casting shadows on the walls. Luna’s hand flew to her mouth and tears immediately filled her eyes. “Asher,” she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. “You… you made a nursery?”

The warriors take Anne and Amy inside and down the stairs, and Parker and Ryder come over to us. “Thank you, Dad,” Parker says. “You two don’t need to go down there,” Ryder says. “We will come,” Nadia says, and I nod my head, showing I agree. “Okay, but stay close,” Ryder tells us, and we do as he says. The dungeon is dark and kind of cold, but despite that, the it is somewhat clean. The warriors led Anna and Amy to the back of the dungeon and put them in each of their cells. The cells are clean, but also completely empty apart from a bucket in each cell, for them to pee in. There is no table or bed, not even a chair or a blanket, so they had to sleep and sit on the hard floor.