"...If I had to guess, he'd be in his Temple," the man says. "And that ring is probably the key to it. It was his, once, so probably he'll want it returned, somehow."
There is, though he might notice, as he's standing in front of the four doors, the ring itself seems to be tugging him back towards the door that leads to Ritsuka's room. He can feel a faint pulling sensation, like someone has taken his hand and is trying to tug him along.
In the room, faintly visible--made of glowing, firefly sparking motes--is the outline of a door on the far wall. It would have been easy to miss, but the closer he gets with the ring, the more clear it becomes.
Once he puts it on, the outline ripples, and then forms into a proper door: heavy, ornate, the sort of thing that would not be out of place in a palace, leading to the chambers of the ruler.
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back on through that one then. concentrating so hard on the tug]
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if none of that works . . .
puts it on]
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deep breath. okay, squaring his shoulders and opening the door]
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