"You're good at massages....."
I responded. A few minutes had passed since I entered inside, a smile growing on my face at the thought of what expressions the servants outside would make at the fact that their dear master was on my back massaging me.
"I used to do them for my brother...."
Trisa replied, no doubt a fond smile gracing her face to which I continued with the path I was slowly creating.
"Oh? you have a brother?"
I asked with a nonchalant voice to which she replied.
"I do he's actually close to your age. When he was young, his body was a bit brittle, and I used to give him massages to make him feel better."
As she spoke so, I could feel the rhythm of her massage changing a bit, her hands lovingly grazing all around my shoulders.
"So, is he in the academy?"
I asked back.
