Chapter 56
Louisa's POV
When I woke up the next morning, I felt it was a bit hard to breathe.
Then, I saw it.
A white fur ball on top of my face.
It was Mr. Weasel.
He was sleeping on my face and snorting!
I picked him up and put him softly on my bed.
He grumbled something and smacked his mouth.
I guessed he was having a feast of ducks and chicken in his dream.
I stretched my back and walked toward Will.
He woke up as well, busy putting the sheet over his head.
I stopped him.
"Let me wash it for you," I said, "You can stay in the room for a while."
Vincent walked into the room.
He looked much refreshed after a whole night of hunting.
I frowned when I looked at his dirty cape.
"Please take off your cape, Vincent. I'm going
