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“What’s that flower called?” The guy asks the king.
“That one? That’s middlemist red.” The king happily looks at the flower. The deep pink color contrasts the soft light shining by the sky.
“It’s so pretty…” The guy admires the flower brushing the soft petals slowly.
“I like its red petals.” He adds. Staring at the flower amusingly. The king can only smile at him.
“Middlemist red is not red. Contrary to its name, it"s deep pink in color.” The guy looks at him with amused eyes.
“Which symbolizes longingness for someone…” The king takes the flower and skillfully picks it and hands it to him.
“And is usually given to someone who is missed.”