As Alvar entered the room, Fintan yelled, "How useless can you be? You can't even spy on a little 6-year old girl. How are we supposed to overthrow the council like this? Huh?" As Alvar tried to look for an answer, Brant stormed in with Umber. Umber yelled as she tried to stay calm, "YOU COULDN'T EVEN SPY ON A LITTLE CHILD? WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?" As Alvar tried to blink back the tears, he choked out a little sob. "So now you're crying too?" Fintan questioned. "Just as I thought you couldn't get more useless." Alvar tried not to cry, but it was hard. Fintan had always been the nicest one to him, but now he's yelling at him, while Brant plots how to burn him in the least noticeable way. "Please, I know you want to burn me, Brant. Don't. Alden notices, he did last time. I tried my best to tell him I always had it, but he didn't listen. Now he's extra careful." Alvar managed to choke out before breaking into sobs. "Tommorow, we try again. And you won't like what happens if you fail, Alvar." Umber said, calmly.
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Keeper of the lost cities fan fiction
FanfictionThis is Keeper Of The Lost Cities but in the Neverseen's POV. (I'm sorry if it's wrong, I'm only up to book 8)