Peter Pevensie

Since he left Narnia, now a few years ago, you were practically uninformed about Peter, your best friend. The glove that he gave to you to prevent you from freezing that night had stayed with you while the other had gone with his owner. He would come back from London, right? You were walking through the beach close to some ruins, that have once be Cair Paravel, until you saw 4 heads playing on the waves of the ocean. The Pevensies. But one of them caught your attention, the blonde one, Peter. Your Peter. As if by fate, his head turned in your direction. It was possible to miss someone this much?