Chapter 41

　　Louisa's POV

　　When I woke up the next morning, I saw Mr. Weasel lying next to me, pressing his body firmly against me.

　　His furry little body felt so warm in the chillness of morning.

　　The dim light was pouring through the window and the fire in the furnace was out.

　　I rubbed my eyes and heard the sound of chopping coming from outside.

　　I jumped out of bed and stretched my arms.

　　After a whole night of sound sleep, I felt so refreshed and ready for a brand new day.

　　Mr. Weasel woke up as well.

　　He didn't look very happy, though.

　　"I can feel my legs now," he said with annoyance, "They're so itchy."

　　"The wounds are closing. When new flesh grows, it's normal to feel itchy. I'll change the bandages for you." I said and held him on my lap.

　　He stayed there put like a stuffed toy and let me unwrap the bandages on his legs.

　　"It's getting much better!" I checked his wounds and said with great relief.

　　I dashed some more Fenugreek potion on his wounds and wrapped it up carefu