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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)

"Pan, stay here. Keep him alive!" Brandon knew that he had no time. If Pan wanted to go dungeon delving here, then Brandon would have to disappoint him.

There was no glory to be found in a dungeon taken over by the Naga Nedrag. Maybe he had found it ironic, once upon a time, that this garden was just his name spelled backwards.

Brandon did not attempt to sort out what had happened in that muddled brain of the soul eater.

"Ok," Pan said, as he sat at the base of the tree. "It would have been nice if the sun could shine on him. It… this garden feels empty without light."

Brandon nodded. He leaned in, taking Pan's hand in his.

"Then why don't you bring the sun to you?" He asked.

Brandon smiled gently. Oh, sure, a source of light would drain him slowly, but that did not mean that their combined regen was going to suffer too big of a loss.

Chapter 62: The jailer of the lost souls