The Dragon’s Treasure

An ex-knight, getting on in years, makes a dangerous annual pilgrimage.

Image from Pixabay.

“Oh,” Mariela said softly when she rolled over in bed, and saw Gerta on her feet. Standing in the centre of their small bedroom, Gerta had already pulled her chain on over her head, and was now in the process of fastening the studded plate of her jerkin around her waist, pulling the belt taut to settle it…