I wanna get better

Morrigan had a sinking feeling that she knew who the child belonged too. That she knew what it was. She cast a glowering look towards Loghain as he mentioned Asha. We have a daughted already, named Asha. She grumbled, annoyed that he didn't seem able to remember the girl but remembered Morrigan talking about having a girl. Her name is Asha'bellanar and she lived here, with her aunt and uncle and I'm not sure where she is right now.

Slowly, she knelt in front of the silent child. A carbon copy of herself. And as she knelt, the child tossed an illusioned butterfly in her face, and giggled like it was the funniest thing in the world. The girl resembled her around the first time she'd ever met Loghain; and yet, this child was not a perfect carbon copy. There were features of someone else dappled throughout, that gave her her own unique look. But the magic she wielded felt familiar; too familiar for Morrigan's tastes. And she glanced towards Loghain, who she had not explained everything too. He'd not processed everything.

We'll call you Echo. Do you like that? She inquired, raising her eyebrows at the little child. It was a funny name, considering. The girl was an echo of Morrigan's magic. A creation brought forth from entirely magical means. 

"Echo! Echo!" The child clapped her hands, as she declared her name over and over. It'd seem that she liked the name choice.