Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters associated with The Lord of the Rings... the great J.R.R. Tolkien does. I do however own my own characters.
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16 years later
Princess Celebel, who had become a beautiful woman with long silvery locks, and her Guardians, Rumil and Orophin, were strolling through the Woods on one of their many adventures together, when the keen senses of Orophin picked up the sounds of a party moving in their direction.
"Quickly, up into the trees." Orophin commanded.
Celebel nodded and gracefully climbed the nearest tree, which welcomed her into its branches and shielded her from prying eyes.
"Who dares enter the Woods of the Princess?" Rumil called.
"The Steward and his family." The guard at the head of the party called back.
"What business do you have in the Lady's Woods?" Orophin asked.
"We are only passing through to the City." Faramir said, making his way to the brothers.
"My Lord," Rumil said bowing.
"Tell me, Guardian, where is your charge?" Faramir asked. "For I bring my son to meet her."
Rumil hissed and Orophin lay a hand on his brother's arm.
"Forgive my brother's actions. We have grown quite fond of the Princess." Orophin explained.
"That is to be expected." Faramir laughed.
"Come my friend, I will lead you to the City." Orophin said.
The party passed on with Orophin in the lead and left Rumil and Celebel.
"It is safe now my love," Rumil said. Celebel dropped out of the tree into Rumil's arms.
"I do not want to meet the Steward's son. I want to stay here in the Woods with you and Orophin." Celebel said burying her face in his chest.
"You must meet him my darling. Changes must come, even if we do not wish them to." Rumil said setting the Princess on her feet.
"I don't want to be a princess! I want to be a warden just like you." Celebel cried.
"Shh my love. You must live your life as a Princess; no one can change that. Know that we love you and will be with you where ever you go." Rumil said encircling the Princess in his arms. Celebel smiled at him and hopped back into the tree and climbed to the top to watch the party make its way to the City. Rumil lounged at the base of the tree.