Draiss listened for a moment, before shaking his head. "You give the king and the loyalists FAR too little credit, as well as his spy master, who has had the list for nearly a week now. They will do nothing, as they have no information on what is on the list, and know that if they add themselves, they are worse than Tasoa. They also know the king won't publicly do anything to anyone. At most, a private conversation, a slap on the wrist, and that is it. He isn't going to take their toys, he isn't going to publicly humiliate them, at worst, they get a minor fine, compared to the cowards. What the king IS going to do is hold that list in reserve, so they will behave, as that list is more than enough to have any of them stripped of everything. If they DO do something stupid like a civil war, especially after the tidbit I dropped about the lizards still being around, then they will deserve to be stripped. And mine are not abandoning the plane, and they do specialize in, to put it politely, 'strategic personnel denial,' though if you want to be completely honest, they are assassins and will ensure none of the nobles do anything stupid by alerting the spy master of it before anything actually happens."<br/><br/>He snapped his fingers, a glowing blade appearing in his hand, and he idly flipped it, his face suddenly hardening as he stared at her. "Now, perhaps you would like to continue that earlier conversation, with you offering to stick a blade in me? If that was just reaction, I will forgive it IF you relax and let your hair down, fellow dragon blooded. Otherwise you will find I am FAR less enjoyable than I have been. This is a warning. I don't do threats."