The Velvet Cradle of Everwood – Chapter Four – The Cradle Cottage
Morning sunlight streamed through the tall windows of Cradle Cottage, casting golden beams across the cozy nursery. Eliot blinked his eyes open, feeling the comforting hug of his thick nighttime nappy and the soft plush bunny cuddled to his chest. A light scent of honey cakes and vanilla drifted through the air, and he could hear Liora humming somewhere nearby.
He sighed, stretching under the cozy quilt. Every morning felt easier now, every awakening softer. No rush, no buzzing alarms. Just the gentle rhythm of life in Everwood.
Before Eliot could even sit up, Liora appeared at the doorway, smiling brightly. Her apron was dusted with flour, and her braid hung over one shoulder like a ribbon of golden wheat.
“Good morning, my precious bunny,” she said, crossing the room with graceful steps. She leaned down, brushing Eliot’s hair back and planting a kiss on his forehead. “Did my little one sleep all the way through?”
Eliot nodded shyly, cheeks warming. “Uh-huh.”
“That’s what I love to hear,” Liora praised. She scooped him up with ease, cradling him close to her chest. The thick padding crinkled audibly, and Eliot felt himself melt into her embrace. “Let’s get my sweet boy cleaned up and ready for another day of softness.”
The changing table in the nursery was Eliot’s little nest of comfort. Liora laid him down with a soft hum, unfastening his sleeper and opening his soggy nappy.
“Looks like someone had a very good rest,” she giggled, reaching for the wipes and powder. Eliot blushed but let himself go limp, letting Liora care for him without any shame.
She worked with patient, loving hands—cleaning, powdering, and wrapping him in a fresh, thick nappy with little sun and cloud patterns. She picked out a soft onesie for him, in pale yellow with fluttering butterflies stitched along the collar.
“There we are,” she said proudly, fastening the snaps. “Snug and happy.”
Eliot giggled softly as Liora lifted him back into her arms. “Snug and happy,” he echoed, the phrase feeling right on his tongue.
After a delicious breakfast—fluffy pancakes with berry syrup and a warm bottle of milk—Eliot was carried to the front of Cradle Cottage where Liora prepared a large basket.
“Today, little one,” she explained, “we’ll spend more time at home, exploring everything that makes Cradle Cottage your special place.”
Eliot’s eyes widened with excitement. He had seen little corners of the cottage but hadn’t explored it fully yet. The thought of discovering hidden cozy spots filled him with a bubbling joy.
The first stop was the playroom. Liora opened the door to reveal a spacious room bursting with plushies, magical wooden toys, picture books, and enchanted mobiles spinning softly overhead. A large carpet shaped like a blooming flower covered the floor, its petals forming soft places to sit and play.
“This is where we have our playtime,” Liora said, settling Eliot onto the carpet. She pointed to shelves organized by colors and shapes. “Every toy is enchanted to make you giggle, every book whispers stories when opened, and the plushies are always ready for cuddles.”
Eliot crawled over to a tower of stackable blocks. They were pastel-colored, each making soft tinkling sounds as he stacked them up. When the tower tumbled, it giggled like a mischievous sprite, making Eliot squeal with laughter.
Liora watched, her heart swelling. After months of caretaking in Everwood, nothing made her happier than seeing a little one discover joy again.
After a few rounds of block stacking and picture books that read themselves in sing-song voices, Liora scooped Eliot back into her arms. “Ready for more, my sweet bunny?”
Eliot nodded enthusiastically.
Next was the Snuggle Nook—a cozy alcove lined with the softest cushions, draped in gauzy curtains that shimmered with calming magic. A large rocking chair sat nearby, the very one Liora had first rocked Eliot to sleep in.
“This is our quiet place,” Liora explained, “perfect for cuddles, naps, and snuggles on rainy afternoons.”
She settled into the rocking chair, placing Eliot on her lap, his head resting on her chest. She rocked him gently, humming the same lullaby she had used on his first night in Everwood.
Eliot sighed, eyelids drooping slightly. The soft sway, the warmth of Liora, and the rhythmic pat-pat on his back were almost enough to lull him right to sleep.
But curiosity twinkled in his chest—there was more of Cradle Cottage to see.
Liora guided him to the next special spot—the Cozy Kitchen. Sunlight danced across polished wood counters, and enchanted utensils cleaned themselves in the sink. The large stove gave off the smell of baked treats, and in the corner sat a special highchair decorated with bunny ears.
“This is where I make yummy meals and treats for my sweet baby,” Liora said, setting Eliot in his highchair for a little snack. She offered him tiny fruit tarts, each bite bursting with fresh sweetness, while enchanted spoons played a soft tinkling tune.
Eliot giggled around his bites, feet kicking in happy little movements. “Yummy, Mama,” he whispered without thinking.
Liora’s eyes softened, her heart nearly bursting. “Oh, little one… you can call me Mama if you want.”
Eliot looked bashful but smiled, cheeks glowing. “Okay… Mama.”
It felt perfect. Right. Like a puzzle piece had clicked into place.
After snack time, Liora showed Eliot the Bathing Hollow, a part of the cottage with a bubbling warm bath enchanted with calming waters. She promised they’d have a splishy-splashy bath later before bedtime, but for now, there was one last spot.
With Eliot cuddled in her arms, Liora opened a round wooden door leading to a small garden courtyard.
“This is the Little Garden,” Liora whispered. “Just for you.”
Eliot’s mouth fell open in awe. The garden was alive with gentle magic—softly glowing flowers that giggled when touched, little enchanted critters made of light fluttering around, and a small waddle pool perfect for tiny toes.
In the middle sat a cushioned bench, just big enough for Liora and Eliot to sit together.
“This whole space is your special place, little one,” Liora said, stroking his cheek. “When you need fresh air, when you want to watch butterflies, or when you just want to be snuggled outside.”
Eliot’s heart felt full, fuller than it ever had before. Cradle Cottage wasn’t just a house—it was a sanctuary, designed entirely around his happiness, comfort, and peace.
Later that evening, after a warm bubbly bath in the Bathing Hollow and a cozy cuddle session in the Snuggle Nook, Liora tucked Eliot into his glowing crib.
“Did you have a good day, my little bunny?” she asked, smoothing his hair back.
Eliot yawned, cuddling his bunny plushie close. “The best… Mama.”
Liora kissed his forehead, her heart singing. “Tomorrow, we’ll visit the Gentle Falls, and maybe meet some of the other littles again. But for now… you rest, my sweet boy. Cradle Cottage will always be here, keeping you safe and happy.”
With a whispered lullaby, Liora rocked the crib gently, and Eliot drifted off, safe in the knowledge that he was home, forever.
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