Hello guys! I am back again for chapter seven! I hope you all enjoy! Comment and review down below if you want me to continue. And without further ado let's get on with the chapter!

November, 3, 1911

My shoes clicked on the floor as I went to my father's office.

My heart locket bounced on my chest as I walked.

I knocked on the large mahogany doors that lead to my father's study.

At first silence.

Then. ''Come in,''.

I walked in. A sudden wave of cold air hit me as I did.

''Hello, father,'' I said standing before his desk. His perfectly polished oak desk.

My father had his hands folded on it.

Giving me an eyeless stare.

''Hello, Winterrose,'' he said.

He had always started to call me Winterrose. It seemed my days of being 'My Darling Little Sunshine' were over.

''What was it you wanted to talk about?'' I asked him slowly.

''Ah, yes. Winterrose dear. Your mother and I have been thinking,'' he started.

''No,'' I said stepping back. I had a feeling I knew what he wanted to talk about.

He and my mother having another baby. (Which was technically impossible because thanks to me, my mothers' reproductive organs had been ruined. And my birth had left them unable to carry another baby to term or give birth ever again).

''Let me finish!'' he said raising his voice and rising from his chair.

''Didn't I teach you not to interrupt?'' he asked.

''Yes,'' I replied staring down at my shiny black oxfords.

''As I was thinking your mother and I have been thinking about this for a long time,'' he said.

''What is it?'' I asked raising my head.

He looked at me. ''Us leaving here forever. It's not safe for you anymore,''.

I stepped back.

''What?'' I said.

My father looked at me again.

''If it's for the best,'' I said.

''Thank you for your understanding,'' my father said.

Later I was with mother.

She hadn't been herself since she was back.

She was more irritable and paranoid. Almost psychopathic.

Any wrong thing or something said or an action she didn't like would send her into a horrible mental state.

And today was no exception.

I dropped a sugar cube on the floor during tea.

''I'm sorry mother. I'll pick it up,'' I said. But before I could.

My mother's emotions exploded.

''No Winterrose! Let one of the servants pick it up! You're a future leader Winterrose! And future leaders do not do such things!'' she shouted and then panted afterwards.

Looking back I wished I'd had much more patience with her and for her outbursts.

But I was a only a child.

And at that point even as a child of nine. Due to my previously spoiled nature I'd still not outgrown my childish temper.

''Mother! A future leader is not lazy! Letting one of the servants pick it up for me is teaching me to be lazy! You and father told me a lazy leader is not a good leader!'' I said raising my voice.

I got up from my chair and stomped out of the room.

When I got my bedroom. I slammed the door behind me.

And then threw myself onto my bed and screamed into my pillow.

Thrashing my tightly balled-up fists into the pillows and kicking my legs up and down.

I must've been like that for ten minutes at least.

Because I then heard my father's shoes clacking down the hall.

This was the signal for our afternoon walk.

I quickly got myself up from the bed and rushed to put on my coat.

Some of my raven black curls had fallen out of place.

But it didn't matter. Because the afternoon walk with father was the highlight of my day.

I opened the door.

''Are you ready?'' asked father.

''Yes,'' I said.

''Father,'' I said when my father and I where out on our walk.

''What is it dear?'' he asked lighting up a cigarette.

''Why has mother been so well, strange lately?'' I asked.

''What happened in Siberia changed your mother. I suspect it made her lose a bit of her mind. Yet another possible effect of immortality,'' he said.

But I knew it was a lie.

The reason mother was going mad was because I wasn't the son she knew father wanted and so desperately desired.

And the fact she couldn't have more children because of me.

I suspect was what made her go mad in the first place.

And so chapter seven is at it's end. I hope you all enjoy and see you next time for chapter eight! Just quick question and please answer this. Do you guys want more chapters where she's at one age for just that chapter. Or do you want more chapters where she's at a certain age?