(You’re Edmund)

This had to be the weirdest thing to ever happen to him. It had started off completely fine, being sent off with his siblings to stay with his uncle until the war passed. And like any good older brother, he played hide and seek to distract the others from the confusion and misery they were going through. Until…Lucy went missing. And then you, Edmund. Until Lucy came back a few hours later, dragging Peter and his sister, Susan, into a closet in the spare room. Except…the closet didn’t seem to have a back. So they pushed through all the coats and jackets, until they found themselves transported into what seemed a whole new world. This world was called Narnia…according to Lucy, at least.

Lucy explained how this was a magical land, filled with mythical creatures. And said land was currently being ruled by a witch, an evil witch, who turned anyone who disobeyed her into stone. And something else about a lion who used to be the rightful king…Aslan? And…a faun who she befriended, Mr Tummus…Lucy had a wild imagination.

They were invited in by a beaver couple, Mr and Mrs Beaver, who hid them from the witch’s spies. You kept insisting they go to her castle, that this evil witch could protect them, but Peter just brushed you off.

It was only a few minutes later that Peter turned around and realised you had gone, no doubt to the “Queens” castle.

Peter grew more worried with each passing hour, finally deciding to venture out on his own to rescue his brother, leaving his two sisters, Lucy and Susan, to stay in the safety of the Beaver’s Burrow.

As Peter wandered through the Ice Queen’s halls, he heard pained screams, instinctively following the sound. What he saw made his heart drop.

His younger brother sprawled on the cold floor, barely conscious as a Dwarf cracked a whip above, hitting your already bruised back.

Peter unsheathed his sword, scaring the Dwarf away before he running over, kneeling next to you as his hands hovered over your exposed, scarred back.