Fantasy Carriage Company Novels & Stories

An unladylike snort escapes me as I try to reel in my laughter. "What's so funny, freak?” Anisa snaps. I roll my eyes as I straighten, ignoring the witch. Then I notice the carriages, elegant wooden compartments strapped to their backs with black leather harnesses. Pip wriggles under my scarf. “Please tell me we’re not riding those things,” she mutters. I whisper back, “I think we are.” The creature before me glances at my neck… at the scarf. I hear Pip gulp. It's intelligent eyes meet mine.

It is a mixture of shield and sword with a crown on it Anyway, dad still escorted when I was getting inside of the carriage. I sat there comfortably. This is what I like about dad's carriage, it's cushion is as soft as mine but it is much more spacious and it doesn't move that much while we're on it. You know, the usual carriage always move while you are riding it but dad's doesn't so it feels like I'm riding a van on my past life. Of course my carriage is still not moving that much because it was especially supported by magic same as dad. Dad's carriage just have more magic and probably, he's also maintaining it. Soon, I'll be able to do that as well

One thing that I realizes after several observations living inside the Medieval magical fantasy world, is that their sense of luxury concept when it comes stuff likes vehicles, is that how big it is. To Fantasma community, cars like Lambo sports cars, that were hot on Earth, in Fantasma it was seen as a cheap and inconvenient cars that no one would even bothers to looked at. Instead all of them were more favour the likes of 4x4 cars or jeeps and large vans, these were seen as a truly expensive cars, because the interior were large and spacious enough for them. After I think about it, it made sense, because the people here used to carriages, and also, they always want to travel in a large gr

Then Andy and Ben held out their hands to me and let me out of the mansion. A coach was waiting for me outside and Rebecca was sitting like a little princess inside it. It was round-shaped, with gold steel carvings. The big rear wheels and smaller front wheels were made of rubber tires and white metal rims. The carriage looked like a Cinderella carriage in Disney movies. . "Mom, This is of my choice.", Becca cheered happily signaling toward it. "It's beautiful, right?" .

In addition, its special design provides excellent protection against the cold and wind. Christine's carriage is an even greater improvement. The wizards have developed an alchemical product similar to rubber, only more expensive, which solves the sealing of doors and windows and the shock absorption of the wheels. Magic circles are carved under the seats of the carriage, and using magic stones to power them can make the carriage warm in winter and cool in summer. The downside is that it requires at least one apprentice mage to use it. So even if it's snowing outside, the sisters can still wear tulle in the carriage. Christine wants to try to pet the foxes, well, I should say the fox sisters

She prayed they would come. Seventeen minutes later and her prayers were answered. The black lacquered carriage that she had come to know and easily recognize even from a distance, pulled up, the six horses being commanded to a halt by the coachman. The Coat Of Arms of Carlisle shone brightly on the side, reflected and pronounced by the many lights of Stonewall House. Marjorie picked her dress lightly and hurried to them.

Raven's POV The carriage was impossible to ignore now. It was making a beeline for the mansion, kicking up a trail of dust as it rolled forward. As it drew closer, I noticed it wasn't alone. Behind the large, modern-looking carriage were horses with riders in matching liveries. I couldn't help but scoff at the ancient, almost ceremonial feel of the procession. Don’t they have vehicles where they come from?

Toby was a heavy weight in her arms, his breathing becoming shallow again as the magical miasma poisoned the air. ​"We're almost there," Silas panted, his daggers dancing as he sliced through a shadow-serpent that tried to trip them. "The Royal Carriage is reinforced with mountain-silver. It can hold them off long enough to reach the city." ​They burst into a clearing where a black carriage stood, the horses foaming at the mouth and white-eyed with fear. Silas threw the door open, practically shoving Elara and Toby inside. ​"Drive!" Silas screamed to the coachman. "To the Citadel! Do not stop for anything!"

To everyone else. To Sam, it looked fake. Very fake. When their eyes met, Fuji tilted her head. Almost as if she was enjoying this. That irritated Sam even more. “Don’t start a fight before leaving.” Lucifer warned. “I’m considering it.” “Sam.” She sighed dramatically. “Fine.” A horn suddenly echoed through the courtyard. Everyone turned. A large black carriage rolled through the gates. The symbol of the White Fang Clan was carved into its silver doors. A wolf surrounded by ice.

Vin laughed. "Definitely." The carriage was black with red designs accenting the craftsmanship. Two tall black horses huffed as a shadow figure sat on the front holding the reins. The girls ushered me into the carriage taking their seats across from me on the red velvet cushions. Then, with a knock on the roof, the carriages began to move. My palms started to sweat the closer we got to the church. I let out a slow breath as I focused on the scenery around us.