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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.

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The Dragon's Treasure (BL)

Brandon looked at the young teenager. The boy was looking at Pala, seemingly lost in thought. His brows were furrowed, his bottom lip was all chewed up.

His ruin of a knee was bandaged up.

Brandon looked at the pot, where the stew was cooking. He smiled. He was sure to give the hero of the day the first bowl. Then one bowl to Pala as well.

After all, without her, everything would have been lost.

"Do you think he'll find his wings with the SS party?" Pan asked, as he stirred the stew. Brandon hummed.

"They have a lot to teach him," he said, as he laid down on the snow. He liked how soft it was, but then he felt the mud underneath his back.

"Hey! I just washed your cloak!" Pan protested, as he saw the mud underneath Brandon. Brandon gave him a charming smile.

"I'll do the washing today. No worries," as much as he did not want to have to scrub clothes all day long, he couldn't make Pan pay for his lack of oversight.

Chapter 77: Wishful thinking