Yann chuckled.
“Treasure hunt, uh? Coming from you Tim, I’m surprised. Didn’t think your king needed another sapphire on his crown!”
Sir Timothy smiled and shook his head.
“Gold, Yann. Gold that’s been waiting, lost in the wilderness.”

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