But with Nektas, it’s…different. He’s old.” “How old?” His gaze drifted back to mine. “He was the first dragon given mortal form.” I nearly choked on my breath. “You mean…?” That smile of his returned, a little broader and warmer, and even more startling in its impact. “My father befriended him when he was a dragon. Nektas was the first to become a draken. He was the draken who gave his fire to the flesh my father lent to create the first mortal.”
