Spike pulled himself out of the pile of treasure, picked up a very large and beautiful diamond and displayed it to her. Meranax stared down at him impassively. He promptly tossed it in his mouth and crushed it between his jaws. Meranax’s stoic visage broke as she bellowed her despair at him. He could tell he had cost her quite a bit. That rock tasted like it was naturally formed and was probably worth a hefty fortune. It would add significantly to a horde’s value, not the sort of rock any dragon would just eat.