He didn’t tell anyone about this trip because no one needed to know. Azar found himself back on the planet of Wrea, gazing out at the waves. He thought about the crippling fear he had whenever he considered the open water. However, there were more important things in the galaxy than such fears. The Pureblood took a deep breath before he got into the suit that would help him descend down to the underwater city he visited once before. This time he hired a transport service to take him down, forking over a decent amount of credits.
Before long, he was descending down into the black depths as the shimmering light of the sun slowly began to disappear. Azar steadied his breath to keep from panicking, keeping his anxieties in check. This was critical to him, and he would do whatever it took to reach his goal.
He saw the familiar sight of the city he visited before, the same impressive coral towers and stunning terraformed globes that teemed with life. The submersible parked at a bay and Azar stepped out, knowing where to go from his last visit.
The King made his way over to a particular building, knocking sharply on the door. It opened to reveal a familiar, older face that was surprised to see him.
“Mr. Khaldun,” Said Azar before giving a polite nod, standing there in all his regal and Kingly glory and dressed for the part, “I have something to discuss with you.”
This would only be the first stop of two for Azar into the depths of Wrea’s ocean.