AMARIS’S POV
My new home.
It was going to take a hellishly long time before I ever thought of the Romanov manor as my home. Drusilla seemed to think otherwise, though.
She cut Zevran a beseeching look. “How about you help the future luna with her stuff? We’ll be leaving soon, but first, I’ll go settle the paperwork with the doctor.”
“Wait a minute. I never said anything about leaving so soon.” I stood straighter, adjusting the neckline of my clinic gown. “I left for a reason. I still have some stuff I need to sort out.”
“As future luna, it is good practice to move into the manor as soon as possible. It’s a Romanov tradition. That’s the way it has always been. Whatever you need to take care of, I’m sure you can do that from the comfort of your new quarters.”
“I don’t have a choice in
