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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)

When Pan came back to the goblin inn, with the leftovers from Sylvan's cooking, he had a smile on his face. He could still feel his grandmother's mana around him. Her kind warmth, the promise that she was smiling.

"Uncle Pan!" Michael's hug was like a balm to Pan. There was one person who he wouldn't have to convince that he was ready to turn a new leaf.

"Pan," Brandon did not come to him. He stood there, at the doorstep. His brown hair a mess, circles under his eyes.

"Brandon," Pan said, as he laid a hand on Michael's shoulder. "They are alive!"

Brandon blinked, not knowing about whom Pan spoke. Still, he made a step forward.

"My grandmother and grandfather. They are in a tree! They are alive!" Pan said, as he led Michael to Brandon. "I want to make them proud."

Brandon blinked, but he still closed the distance.

Chapter 46: We will heal.