Chapter 25

　　Louisa’s POV 　　"Little rascal. What are you doing up on an elephant’s head?" 　　I heard a familiar voice. 　　I couldn’t believe what I heard. 　　"Uma?! Is that you?!" I cried out and tried to get down. 　　The mother elephant used her trunk to wrap me again. 　　She carried me and put me down next to a blurry figure. 　　I struggled to get up, but I could only lift my body up with one arm. 　　A pair of warm and gentle hands were placed on my waist and lifted me up. 　　Then, I smelt it. The fragrance of thyme and hypericum. 　　"Uma… It’s really you! I’m not dreaming! You’re here with me. You aren’t dead!" I cried in her arms. 　　Her skin was soft and tender. 　　"I know. I know. Little rascal. I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have left you alone." she said. 　　I lifted my hands to touch her face. 　　Her eyebrows, her nose, her lips and her chin. 　　It was really her! 　　"Uma, Lucian said that you were dead…" I cried, "He said you bit your own tongue and you were burnt in the fire…" 　　"I am here, you little ras