Apparently, couples can get married in the small chapel inside the castle. We also got to see the crown jewels, which I never got to take a photo of because it was forbidden. There was also a war museum filled with commemorative plaques and memorabilias. There were death cellars, bad ass canons, huge royal fireplaces and eery paintings of royalties.
My hands grazing the old stoned walls sent shivers down my spine. Sometimes I would imagine myself in the middle of the war inside this castle. And then I realize, I'm surrounded with tourists just clicking away their shutters. Ehem.