During the Imjin War, militia leader Choe Gyeong-hoe is slain, leaving his lover alone and heartbroken.

She was just nineteen, a kiaseng – female entertainers of men in high society. Her name was Ju Non Gae.

Circa late 16th century, Korea.

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In the fortress of Jinju, at the Chokseongnu Pavilion, overlooking the Nam River, Non Gae dances gracefully, her long lashes fluttering demurely, twirling before her Japanese captors. She catches the eye of one of the commanders, General Keyamura Rokusuke. He is captivated, as she elegantly sashays around him, her silk hanbok shimmering, her long braid mesmerizing him.

He follows her to a balcony over a cliff, the cool breeze billowing gently, the full moon shining bright. Rokusuke leers at her in his drunken stupor, so utterly enthralled by her beauty. Non Gae smiles seductively at him, her painted lips a delectable red. She leans in close, as her supple arms entwine around his neck, and whispers in his ear.

“Hold me close, General. Don’t ever let go. For I will transport you to a place like no other.”

Rokusuke smiles, as unchaste thoughts fill his head. “And where would you take me? To the highest peaks of heaven?”

Nongae flashes him her most radiant of smiles, and sweetly replies, “No, my General. I will take you to hell.”

And in an instant they both topple over the balcony, as she clings to him, pulling him into the river below, his horrified screams echoing in the distance.

Now we can be together, again, my love…