"Sightseeing?" Freya doubted her own ears, "Sightseeing on the icy plain?"
"Of course." Catherine's smile was peculiar, and her complex gaze fell on the sack of fur beside the ice table. She said meaningfully, "You must know who built this place."
"Hehe, I'm quite familiar with the handwriting. How can I not know?" Freya mysteriously winked, looked at the perfectly folded coat nearby with a strange expression, and said in a low voice, "It seems that you have also read that letter."
"Of course." Catherine nodded. "I really want to take that letter home and keep it. It's the most important thing to me if it weren't for leaving it for the next person who might use this place."
"Ha, I almost forgot, you're a fan of Lady Nellie." Although Freya had just woken up, she yawned lazily and mumbled, "I still feel so sleepy. I can hardly lift my body."
