<strong>Torven</strong><br/><br/>The Knight shook his head quickly, as if dispelling some dust, or a thought.  "Nothing.  Nothing," he said,  leaning forward a bit, "Thank you . . .for the tea and the massage.  My back hasn't been this relaxed in weeks.  Probably that matress I've been sleeping on.  Been meaning to request a replacement for a month now, never seem to get around to it."  He smiled and rolled his shoulders in a simple stretching exercise, one that had become a little quirk of his.