ORWEN: Well, if I really had to make a choice, I'd choose the yellow castle with the red rooves. It has a certain Snow Whitey coloresque quality that makes a coven of witches think of seven little men tromping across the drawbridge to invade what's probabaly supposed to be Cinderella's domain. This is done is a non-threatening way which makes you assume there's a party going on inside without having to actually ruin the exterior of the castle with any of the naughty decorations USUALLY sprinkled all over the Disney theme park castles.
ORDDU: Hmmm....now I would have picked the pinky-lee castle with the bluish gray highlights which evoke a certain sort of sleepiness remeniscent of Princess Aurora and her many nights on a round table with the man of her dreams. The entire affair seems to breed--no pun intended--a certain medieval tapestry of charms that only a woman chained to her bed for at least a hundred years could truly appreciate. No need for a sword of Truth or a shield of virtue within the mighty stone walls of this particular fortress because whomever decided to erect--again, no pun intended--THIS castle had no virtues or dedication to the truth to begin with! (And I must say this is exactly what turns a witch on!)