Imagine that you have lived in Narnia your whole life and don't know any different. You were a tamarine and you hate it, you find your people cruel and horrific. So you ran away. You ran as fast as your legs could carry you. You left your room at exactly 1:27 am because you knew that the guards would change over at exactly 1:30 am, you worked fast. When you finally escaped you found a hidden place in the woods to camp out. When you woke up you were being carried by someone. That someone would end up being your boyfriend in the future and you would become the true high queen of Narnia.
A/n: I haven't updated in sooooooo long, I hope you guys like this one its short and sweet because I know some of you prefer reading short stories. This imagine is designed for you guys to fantasise and imagine the rest. I love you all ❤️ xx
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Peter Pevensie Imagines
FanfictionA bunch of imagines based of the chronicles of narnia series. But, the best part is, there all about Peter! Requests are open feel free(Prince caspian reference😂) to request your ideas!
