Four teacups rested on the table.

The tea, which must have been brewed some time ago, was forgotten. All I could do was stare straight ahead, my eyes wide with shock.

“Where are you planning to go?”

What had I just heard? I kept my hand on the teacup I had been about to drink from and looked at Namgung Bi-ah. Where…? Where did she say she was going?

“The Northern Sea? Did you just say the Northern Sea?”
“Yes.”

I asked again, unable to believe it, but her answer remained the same. So, I decided to ask something …