Once upon a time, when was a deep night, Vicky heard a noise in the garden. She quailed and haven't looked trough the window. In the morning comes angry Kety and asks:
- Why have you broken my favourite flower?
- I haven't. Why would I need it?
- You've been jealous, because of that you've done it.
-Tonight I heard noise in our garden. I haven't break anything, I would never do so. I have never wished bad to you, yo are like sister to me.
- You ae like a sister to me to. Sorry, that I shouted at you/ I love you/
They hygged hard and made up.
The story was: that night Persephona, walking trough the town, came to girl's garden. She fell in love in the flower. It was beautiful. So she decided to take it to her collection. So, now Kety's flower grows in Persephona's garden, in the Realm of the dead.