Entering Narnia, even that first time, before ending the one hundred year winter and the white witch’s rule, felt like coming home; the warmth and comfort it brought the four Pevensie children was like all those months ago, before any wars, when they sat in the sitting room together with their parents and all seemed right with the world.

When Peter knelt in front of the Goddess’s tent in the war camp, he felt warmed by Her presence - not just by her words agreeing to get their brother back from his own foolishness - and someday he would know it’s because the Goddess loved the sons of Adam and daughters of Eve like they were Her own, and that afforded them some of Her Blessings.

And while they might have been barred entry from Narnia in the end, all they needed to do was gather together around a fire, and they would be by Her side once more, by Hearth and Home and Family.