The boy flung down the wax tablet and slumped in his chair. "There are too many adverbs."
The loremaster cleared his throat awkwardly. "Lord Boromir, how will you write orders for your captains, unless you can spell adverbs? How will you tell them to assemble swiftly or to march south?"
"A scribe will write for me."
"Not when you are on campaign."
"Then my lieutenant."
"What if he is wounded and you must send for aid before the orcs surround you?"
The boy sat up. "How many orcs? What are they armed with?"
The loremaster sighed. "With adverbs, no doubt."
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