He smirked and shook his head. "Hardly. During the day, they see EXACTLY what happens.<br/><br/>But at night?<br/><br/>They tell stories, and make you even WORSE than you could ever be. At night, in the shadows, that is why we fear the assassins so much. Because they can slip past a guard and stick a knife in your eye at night, and the next day the story is that they murdered two dozen guards without raising an alarm, and the castrated the target before hanging him from his entrails from the main dining room over a nice fire made from the target's favorite dog."<br/><br/>He stood up and bowed slightly. "Patience, ma'am, and you will have them make you into a legend with one attack, rather than having to laboriously build it yourself with dozen of actions."