The idea of gaining the ability to save their children’s lives hit Raaz and Elina hard.

“Why do you choose for yourselves the role of the lamb when you can at least be a ram?” Ophya continued. “Why be a helpless spectator when your children fight and bleed instead of becoming capable of restoring their mana and stamina?

“Size doesn’t matter with Invigoration. You don’t need to perform complex spells or understand anatomy. One breath and you could restore Lith’s health even if he were beaten an inch from death. The same would apply to Tista, Aran, Solus, and Surin.”

The blonde handmaiden pointed her finger at the baby girl, who grabbed it.

“Why cry and call for a healer when you can heal her from any ailment?” Vyla asked. “To be honest, in your shoes, I would Awaken and prolong my life at least long enough to see your grandchildren grow up and marry.

“You can stop using your breathing technique at any time and start aging again. It worked for Valeron the First, why should it be any different for you?”

“I…” Elina thought back at all the nights spent worrying if her newborns were alright, waiting for dawn to visit Nana or disturb Tista for a check-up.