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What can be considered a treasure?

Brandon was the largest dragon there was. His old scales alone could buy an entire country. But he did not have a treasure to speak of.

Just gold, glistering gems, and a homey cottage where he hid when the goings got tough.

One day, as he was collecting wild herbs, he found his treasure.

Beaten, with a slavery rune on him, barely alive.

Pan was not much, but to Brandon, he was a treasure.

A treasure fit for a dragon.

The Dragon's Treasure (BL)

"Please, the dragon needs your help, Brandon," a goblin said as he looked Brandon in the eyes.

"My help? But he..." Brandon had felt the dragon as soon as he had entered the inn. He was a young dragon. One who was healthy.

What sort of help could he possibly need?

"The dragon needs your help because he is sick," the goblin said. Brandon scratched himself on the nose.

Just some man who had a runny nose? That was hardly something he normally dealt with, but Brandon decided that it was better to help than to let the dragon rampage in the inn.

"Then I'll help," Brandon said as he looked at Pan. "We will need the cough syrup."

Pan nodded, but he didn't understand why he should be coming as well.

"Didn't you say that the dragon and I should never meet?" Pan asked.

"Yes well that can not be avoided now he knows you're here, and apparently he has nothing against," Brandon said. "Besides, you can level you up pretty fast from this."

Chapter 13: Michael