Danica looked to the star covered sky, it was the one thing in life that was always constant – no matter where she was in middle earth it was always the same. That and Manwë her life companion of course. Not that they were a 'couple' as all new friends assume, rather their relationship ran deeper than romance. Manwë and her had been together since before Danica could walk, it was in her blood to be with him and his to be with her. Should one of them fall the other was to follow.

It was something which had allowed Danica to become immortal. While Manwë appeared to be one of mankind he was anything but. He was a mighty dragon, one of the few left after Sauron had tried to destroy them. He had found Randiriel as a babe in front of the cave whist he lived for a time. Apparently her family were so worried about appeasing a dragon that they would sacrifice their only child. Danica smiled at her thoughts, as she imagined poor Manwë hopelessly trying to change her nappies. Somehow he had managed; it was only til she was walking around in the forest alone that her life had changed, for better or for worse.

Her parents had seen her leave the cave and decided to end her life as she had lived. Pulling back an notched arrow, her father had nearly shot her straight through the heart. Danica remembered that day as clear as if it happened yesterday not nearly 2000 years ago. The pain, the sight of her parents running towards her with sticks and daggers was burned into her memory. They then beat her almost to death, before the sight of Manwë had caused them to run for their lives. Manwë took one look at her beaten, dying body before using his one talon to slice his heart in half. Giving her half of his dragon heart had not only saved her life, but bond them together for eternity. With starting her new life, she had shed everything that connected her to her old one, including her name. Musing on her memories Danica almost didn't hear Manwë walk up behind her. ALMOST.

"Aier, mani naa ta?" (Short one, what is it?)

"Nothing Beleger, just memories." She replied looking at the man-dragon lying next to her.

He was beautiful in human form, she could admit that much. He was tall, with knowing green eyes that hid his emotions but took in their surroundings constantly. He has neck-length, thick hair which was white before turning into a beautiful light green – the only thing that shows that he is a Dragon. Sadly not many remember the significance of the blending of colours in their hair, although it helps them when they did not wish any attention. His body just screams 'protector', which results in big muscles, and even bigger swords.

"You seem sad Aier" Manwë stated, his hand playing on the sword tied to his belt. She would seriously start asking about his strength if he kept figuring that sword, he could easy kill 30 men with his bare hands in a minute.

"I'm not... just wondering about Riverdale"

Danica felt him stiffen beside her; she hadn't wanted to tell him about Lord Elrond asking their presence at a meeting within a week.

"What does he want with us?" She flinched at the harsh spoken words, Manwë did not like Elves. Not one bit. Danica looked at a suddenly very interesting tree as she replied.

"The ring of power has relieved itself, and Sauron has his eye on it"

Manwë let out a loud breath destroying the peaceful silence between them.

"When do we leave Aier?"

"Now"

Welcome to Riverdale Beleger Danica said to Manwë in her mind. It was something of a benefit of sharing a heart with a dragon.

Welcome my scaly ass, only to true idiots of Middle Earth would call this shiny piece of rubble home was Manwë reply. He really hated Elves; though Danica had no real reason why he did instead she just let him have his little rant, as long as he didn't land on top of a house she didn't care.

Breath Beleger I'm sure we won't be here long Danica replied distantly, the sight of riders beneath them had caught her attention especially the blonde leader in front. He rode amazingly, going with the horse as if they were joined together heart and mind. She saw him look up curiosity as Manwë's shadow covered them from the heat of the sun. She gave a little wave before they sped to the clearing near Lord Elrond's palace.

"Elarinya, Elen sila lumen omentilmo" (Morning Star, a star shall shine on the hour of our meeting)

"Quel amrun Lord Elrond" (Good Morning, Lord Elrond) Danica replied as she climbed down off Manwë and walked towards the Elven Lord. She could feel magic rushing behind her and knew that Manwë was changing to his human form. Lord Elrond glanced behind her and smiled.

"Quel amrun Manwë" (Good Morning Manwë), at this Manwë grunted and stood behind Danica where her foot magically found his unclad foot. Tanya awra, Aier! (That hurt, short one!) Manwë growled in her head. Than say hello Manwë than I wouldn't have to do it Danica replied sticking her tongue out at Manwë.

"Quel amrun Elrond" Manwë said sulkily as he rubbed his sore foot. Lord Elrond smiled at their antics, considering one was older than him and the other only past her 2000th year, give or take a couple of centuries.

"Come you two, your normal chambers are ready. The Council starts at noon, change your clothes and meet there" Lord Elrond said as he turned to lead them to their chambers.

"BELEGER! I WONT WEAR THAT!" Danica voice could be heard throughout the palace, much to the amusement of a certain 4 hobbits. "YOU'RE NOT WEARING ONE! WHY SHOULD I?"

"Because I am NOT A FEMALE! In case you haven't noticed that during our 2000 years together!"

"NO I REFUSE TO WEAR IT!"

"DANICA...." Manwë voice sent a chill down everyone's spine who heard it. There was a moment of silence before Danica's voice could be heard saying, "Fine fine, no need to grow horns"