Dawey’s eyes snapped open and he abruptly sat up on his bed. His blanket slipped down from his chest. “My name…” he muttered with eyes wide in shock. “Who spoke my name?!” he asked as he looked around.
Then, his gaze fell on the Night Fall flower that had lost its scent after it served its purpose.
“’Daweygliah’…” Dawey bitterly smiled as he waved his hand and the Dream Fall flower was burnt to ashes. The smoky smell replaced the lingering scent of the Dream Fall flower, making his mind clearer. “’daweygliah’… a dream during moonlight.” He said, saying the meaning of his name in their kingdom’s language.
His parents gave him this name because they met during one night when the moonlight was very beautiful. Meanwhile, Loheiruchel’s name meant ‘fight the adversities’, which completely bef
