Draiss grinned as the force walls held, forcing them to see, the undiluted truth never easy to see, and simply observed, a wry, self mocking grin on his face as he watched, his hands idly twitching, but nothing came from it. It was just his impulse to join the lost cause, see it all the way through, and while he wanted to join, he refrained, staying to his promise. He grinned wider, fate suddenly reverting and sealing as Ulden tripped on the stage, knowing it was over. The force walls out dissolved as he stepped forward, the illusionary performers long gone, and caught him. "Then sleep, and when you wake, the world will seem a better place."<br/><br/>He grinned at the exhausted wizard, before nodding and sending a thought.<em>Rest, I will take up here. Enough to ensure it isn't falling apart when you wake. Ramia, I think, will be very interested in that you know what actually happened.</em><br/><br/>He glanced at the king, before giving him a carefree smile. "Going to put this one to bed, and then we can discuss what should be done. And refrain from sending out execution orders. The cowards can still serve and redeem themselves, at least somewhat. Ellen, if you would kindly join us."<br/><br/>He teleported himself, Ulden, Ellen, and the black to her room, being the safest nearby room he could think of. "Sorry about using your room, nearest safe area. Did we cure you of your doubts? And that, my little black dragon, is how one should deal with a traitor. Fangs, claws and breath weapon are good, but far better to turn his own against him before fighting."