Anyway I'm back again for chapter four of The Devil's Daughter. I hope you all enjoy. Comment and Review down below because that's the only way I know you like it and want me to keep going. I hope you guys enjoy the chapter. Winterrose is five now so that means the experiment that will turn the Claywings into Hollows will happen next chapter. And it will trigger something important so stay in tuned!

POV Winterrose

December, 3, 1907

I stood by my father as he spoke with one of his most loyal followers, which was a man named Aro.

Aro was a tall, thin man with pasty white skin and a pinched look to him.

Aro looked at me always with an unsmiling face. Either by my status or natural ability. He was always unimpressed with me.

''Thank you, Sir,'' said Aro as he bowed before leaving my father's study.

''And that My Darling Little Sunshine is how you negotiate with someone,'' my father said as he turned to me.

''Did you understand?'' he asked.

''Yes daddy,'' I said.

He bit his lip.

''Winterrose. You're nearly at that age where you can no longer call me 'daddy'. I want you to start calling me father,'' he told me.

''Yes father,'' I said.

''Good. Good,'' he said.

''You may go now Winterrose,'' he told me.

I left his study for my room.

As I have told you before growing up I was quite a spoiled child.

I was cherished endlessly by both my parents.

Called beautiful and adored by my father's followers (which might explain my vanity some).

For I was the sole heir to my father's movement.

I was going to be the one to carry it on if he died.

I was the single most important child of any of my father's followers or children in the movement.

I do admit because of that fact I did have a tendency to be a bit theatrical back then.

Later that day I was sitting with my mother in the sitting room.

And as always she was mad at me.

''You are lady Winterrose,'' she said wagging her finger at me.

''Yes mama, I know,'' I said.

''Say mother, Winterrose. Not mama,'' she said.

''Yes mother,'' I said.

''Every good Winterrose,'' said my mother.

''Now, Winterrose. I understand you've been misbehaving during your father's meetings,'' said mother.

''Picking at my nails and looking down at my hands isn't misbehaving mother,'' I said raising my voice louder than I should have.

''Winterrose you do not raise your voice ever. At me or your father. Do. I. Make. Myself. Clear?'' she asked.

''Yes-s-s, mother,'' I said stepping back, looking down at my shiny black oxfords.

''Good darling. Always remember this Winterrose my daughter. Keep your head up and show absolutely no signs of weakness. Fearlessness is the mark of a true leader,'' she said.

''Yes mother,'' I said lifting my head up to meet her cognac brown eyes.

When I left the room.

I realized my world was changing and it was changing regardless of whether I liked it or not.

So chapter four is at it's end. I hope you all enjoyed. Comment and review down below. And I will see you guys next time!