"They were already gone when I awoke, but the Regent's claims that they were lost and he had no idea what had happened to them-" He shakes his head- "I couldn't disprove them, I... I wouldn't have had any idea how to go about trying. And by the time I found my feet-" He sighs and lowers his gaze again- "Whatever evidence there might have been was long gone." The admission clearly pains him. "But the Regent's claims never rang true."

He takes a sip of his tea and turns his focus back to Taylor mei. "As for the Dijun throne, t is not simply a designation, or an ornamental seat, it is an artifact imbued with a great deal of dark energy. I believe it was initially designed to connect the monarch to his people, and to aid in fairly administering Dixing's laws with both justice and mercy. But during the time we slept it was somehow perverted from that purpose, whether by accident or design, and it now ties the king to it in sleepless servitude to administrative trivia until his life force is completely drained." He has little doubt as to whether it was accident or design, or as to who was the corrupting influence, but, as with the disappearance of the Hallows, he has never found any proof.