“Why haven’t you had a baby?” Piper’s mouth fell open. Coby choked on a stifled snort. “A baby?” Ash repeated, sounding remarkably composed. “You need to have a baby,” Netia said seriously. “Like Raum had Yana. You need to have a Taroth baby. If you die, the dragon king can’t get his heart flame back when he wakes up.” “The dragon king’s heart flame is very precious,” Ash responded gravely. “I will protect it carefully until I can give it to the next Taroth.” “Don’t die first.” “I will do my best.”
