Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Tomboy Luna: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

My desk is buried in old guard logs and incident records. Most of the reports are dull, rotations, late submissions, misplaced gear.I power through anyway. I’m looking for a name, a pattern, something buried deep enough that only someone with time and reason would find it.If Lady Chantarelle was a

KaineI sit at my desk, but I haven’t turned a page in ten minutes.Ember’s report is still open in front of me, marked in her neat handwriting. She’s underlined key entries, added margin notes where gaps in the records suggest something was altered or scrubbed. It’s sharp. Precise. Her work always

The sky is still dim when I arrive at the training grounds. Bianca trails a few steps behind me, quiet for once. She’s dressed appropriately, leggings, a fitted jacket, her hair tied back in a high braid that swings like a metronome with each step. She walks like someone with something to prove. For

EmberI spend most of the morning in my office, sorting through the latest batch of reports from the outer patrols. A few details don’t sit right with me. Patrol rotations that overlap where they shouldn’t.Two identical status notes submitted by guards who weren’t assigned to the same region. Nothi

The office door stays shut more often now.Not because I’m hiding, but because it’s easier to work without interruptions. Easier to think when I don’t have to wonder who might walk by and glance in. The workload hasn’t lightened since the promotion. If anything, it’s picked up, and I like that. I’d