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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)

They were all gathered at the entrance of the mini farm. Brandon was proud of the teleporter who lead inside.

Pan was looking at the small houses with wonder, or so Brandon thought. Michael finally looked so, as if he was not going to run in random directions.

Brandon smiled, secure in the knowledge that the goblins were going to keep the inn safe, and then opened the door to the barrier which separated the gnomic territories from the rest of the bottomless bag.

"Brandon!" the first yell came from a small gnome girl, green haired and with green eyes, who was rushing at them at full speed.

Ah, the children knew that he was here.

"Prisila, good day to you as well," Brandon said, as he knelt, so the little gnome could hug him.

"What did you bring us this time, Brandon?" The gnome asked. She had been hoping for some fresh honey, but she was just happy that Brandon was there with them.

Chapter 24: Little Gnome had a mini farm…