Islay is a very special place, a mix of lakes and sea.
You say its scenery is beautiful, but the climate really makes it hard to praise.
You say its scenery isn't beautiful, yet it has a wild charm as unique as peat whiskey.
A life that loves peat whiskey but hasn't been to Islay is incomplete.
Just like the love for Wagyu without visiting Japan, or a passion for ham without a trip to Spain.
Sean isn't the type of person with rich emotions, who loves or hates blindly.
But he still ate a royal crab feast with a melancholy silence.
You say he's unhappy, yet the joy of tasting his sister's cooking for the first time is indescribable.
You say he's happy, yet a profound, unshakeable sadness spreads in his heart.
Why doesn't Summer live like a princess?
Why didn't he come looking for Summer sooner?
Why doesn't he even dare to reveal his identity as her brother?
