Peter's POV:

I approached what I believed to be the ruins of Cair Paravel, but instead found it to have been rebuilt. I entered, figuring Edmund and Lucy would already be here.

I heard footsteps slowly descending the stairs, and turned to face a sulking Lucy.

"Lucy!" I shouted, a smile spreading across my lips.

She looked up, as a smile replaced her frown as well. "Peter!" She raced down what was left of the stairs, giving me an enormous hug once she reached me.

"Lucy? Where are you?" we heard a voice call.

"Edmund! Down here!"

"Lucy?! What's wro-" Ed cut himself off when he saw me. "PETER!!!!" I swear, Ed ran at the speed of light as he came to join in on the hug. Now if only Susan were here.

"Oh, Peter, you still have to meet Rilian!" Lucy exclaimed as she released herself from the group-hug. Grabbing my hand, she pulled me towards the grand staircase. "Come on!"

"I'm coming, Lucy, I'm coming!" I laughed, letting her drag me through the halls.

Third Person POV:

He looked at the man he had been forced to call master for the majority of his life.

"If you don't do this, you know what will happen," the man explained.

"Yes, master," he replied.

"Good," the man smirked, "Because we wouldn't want that friend of yours getting hurt, now would we?"

"No."

"Of course not. Now, go and do as you're told, and don't come back until you've retrieved what I've asked of you. Understood?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, master."

And the boy left to fulfill the man's orders.

Elsa's POV:

After Rilian had given me a tour of Cair Paravel, I started walking through Narnia, and found myself in the Dancing Lawn.

This place brought back so many memories.

I walked around, eventually standing in the center of the clearing, when something caught my eye. It was hanging from an apple tree, and seemed to reflect the sunlight, causing a light rainbow to shine faintly in midair. I started towards the tree, and as I got closer, I saw that the thing was an apple, but it looked to be made of glass. A glass apple.

I reached up, allowing myself to fly just a bit, and grabbed the apple off of the branch. A soon as I did so, the bit of the branch still left on the apple, as well as the leaf, turned into what looked like silver. This apple wasn't just out of the ordinary. It was magic.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me, and a voice.

"Elsa?"

So, how'd you guys like that cliffy? Also, who do you think 'he' is? And who who do you think the voice belongs to? So many questions! Comment your thoughts!

~Tiffani