A Devil’s Jewels
Though he hated to admit it, Elyan loved routine. It took time to adjust to this new life, but the peace and quiet that came along with it was a decent enough reward. After all, what dragon wouldn’t want to be surrounded by beautiful minerals and fine cut gemstones day after day? And they were his to craft as he pleased. With a shop on the surface and his forge down below, he had everything and the stupid humans were none the wiser.
The day was quickly coming to an end and Elyan walked calmly around the shop, polishing a few of the displays and preparing to close for the day and descend down to his lair before heading home.