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Forty years after the Battle of Yavin a dangerous new era in the Star Wars epic begins–the revelations are shocking, the stakes desperate, and the enemy everywhere.

As civil war threatens the unity of the Galactic Alliance, Han and Leia Solo have enraged their families and the Jedi by joining the Corellian insurgents. But the Solos draw the line when they discover the rebels’ plot to make the Hapan Consortium an ally–which rests upon Hapan nobles murdering their pro-Alliance queen and her daughter.

Yet the Solos’ selfless determination to save the queen cannot dispel the inescapable consequences of their actions, that will pit mother against son and brother against sister in the battles ahead. For as Jacen Solo’s dark powers grow stronger under the Dark Jedi Lumiya, and his influence over Ben Skywalker becomes more insidious, Luke’s concern for his nephew forces him into a life-and-death struggle against his fiercest foe, and Han and Leia Solo find themselves at the mercy of their deadliest enemy . . . their son.


Chapter One

The air aboard the Thrackan Sal-Solo was filled with new-vessel smells-the acrid bite of ventilation fans burning off packing grease, the sweetness of escaped actuating gas, the ozone tinge of fresh-air exchangers. As Han and Leia Solo passed through hatchway after hatchway, Han still found himself touching the durasteel bulkheads to be sure he wasn't dreaming.

The Sal-Solo was the flagship of a secret assault fleet that the Corellian government had put into construction nearly ten standard years before, under the leadership of Han's recently deceased cousin, Thrackan Sal-Solo. Nobody would say what Sal-Solo and his cohorts had been planning for the mysterious armada, and Han didn't care. The fleet was ready to deploy and large enough to shatter the Alliance blockade, and that was all that mattered. The blockade had been extended to all five planets in the Corellian System, choking their economics and threatening their off-world facilities.

When the Solos reached the Command Center, Han did not need to be a Jedi to feel the excitement in the air. The door guards inspected everyone's passes with more than the usual cursory nod, and they even ran a security scan on C-3PO. Inside, the support officers had forsaken the caf dispenser and were actually at their duty carrels, studying data displays and coding orders. The only individuals who did not seem busy were half a dozen civilian security agents waiting on steel benches outside the Tactical Planning Salon, and even they sat in tense silence.

Han leaned close to Leia and asked in a whisper, "Will you be okay with this?"

Leia looked up and arched a brow. The lines at the corners of her dark eyes only made her gaze that much more penetrating . . . and, well, wise.

"Okay with what, Han?"

"Being married to a Corellian admiral." Han smirked and ran his fingers over his chin, clean-shaven now that there was no longer a need to hide his identity from his cousin's assassins. "Look around. Wedge is getting ready to bust the blockade, and he's going to need me to take one of the Dreadnaughts."

Leia surveyed the busy cabin, allowing her gaze to rest on the security agents outside the planning salon. "I don't think we need to worry about that, Han."

Han frowned. "You think I'm too old for a line command?"

"Hardly. You're not even seventy yet." Leia lowered her voice, then added, "I just have a feeling."

"Oh dear," C-3PO said. "It's never good when Mistress Leia has a feeling."

They reached the door to the planning salon and had to end the conversation. Instead of admitting them immediately as he had the previous day, the door guard-a square-jawed petty officer in a blue duty uniform-blocked their way.

"The admiral will be with you as soon as he can, Captain Solo."

"As soon as he can?" Han was starting to think Leia's feeling might be right. "He called us."

"Yes, sir, I'm aware of that." The door guard studied Han with the weary smirk that Corellians reserved for grandstanders and blowhards. "Admiral Antilles is a very busy man."

"Yeah?" Han was growing embarrassed by his earlier confidence-and nothing made him testier than embarrassing himself in front of Leia. "Well, so am I."

Before Han could turn to leave, Leia caught him by the arm. "Tell Admiral Antilles to take his time," she said to the guard. "We understand how busy he must be right now."

Han did not resist as she pulled him to one side of the door. Wedge Antilles had been appointed Supreme Commander of the Corellian forces some ten standard days earlier-the day after Thrackan Sal-Solo's assassination-and Han knew as well as anyone how hectic his schedule had to be right now.

That was why the Solos had been so surprised to receive a message asking them to rendezvous with Antilles in the Kiris Asteroid Cluster. The Kirises were so far out on the fringes of the system that they were almost free floating, and so obscure that even Han had been forced to ask for coordinates. The Solos had spent the better part of the trip-made even longer by the necessity of evading the Galactic Alliance blockade-debating what the blazes Corellia's new Supreme Commander was doing so far from the war.

All their questions had been answered when they rounded Kiris 6 and saw the Sal-Solo floating in her hidden dock. The Dreadnaught was a typical Corellian design-innovative, austere, and configured for vicious, close-in combat, with turbolaser turrets and missile tubes arrayed heavily and uniformly over a blue, egg-shaped hull. Han had known the moment he saw her that the ship was exactly what Corellia needed, a vessel capable of plunging into the core of the Alliance blockade and tearing it apart from the inside.

But Han's pulse had not quickened until a couple of hours later, when Antilles had informed them that the Sal-Solo had two sister ships and an entire support fleet hidden in the Kiris Cluster's other shipyards. Given the obvious element of surprise, Antilles felt sure the fleet would be powerful enough to smash the blockade and convince the Alliance to reconsider its war plans. What he had wanted to know from Han was whether he and Leia considered an early end to the war a strong enough possibility to serve in the Corellian military.

Han and Leia had spent the night agonizing over Antilles's question, worrying about whether Han would eventually find himself in battle against his own children. Jaina was now serving with the Jedi instead of the military, and Jacen was supposedly back on Coruscant torturing Corellians, but war had a way of bringing about the unforeseen. If Han ended up killing one of his own children, he would shatter into more pieces than there were stars in the galaxy.

The question posed a dilemma for Leia, as well. Four years ago, when her Master, Saba Sebatyne, had proclaimed her a Jedi Knight, she had sworn to obey the Jedi Council even when she disagreed with it, and the Council was supporting the Galactic Alliance. So far, Saba and the other Masters had been tolerating her insubordination out of respect for who she was. But that would certainly change if Han openly took arms against the Alliance. The Council would have no choice except to demand that she choose between Han and the Jedi.

Still, the only other alternative was to stand by and watch the war blossom without them, and the Solos had never been the type to do nothing. In the end, they had decided the best course of action was to put Coruscant in a more reasonable frame of mind by helping Antilles prove that a war would be as costly for the Galactic Alliance as it was for Corellia. After the blockade was smashed, the new administration would be in a position to negotiate from strength, and Leia would secure the peace by volunteering to act as an envoy.

That was why Han had been so disappointed to be denied admittance to the planning salon. He and Leia had made up their minds to risk everything to help Antilles end this war quickly. Now it looked as though their help was no longer wanted.

The wait was shorter than Han had expected. He had barely started to consider a trip to the caf dispenser when Wedge Antilles arrived in his white admiral's uniform. His tapered face was creased with wrinkles and worry lines, and his neatly trimmed hair was now more gray than brown.

"Han, Leia-I'm sorry for the delay," Antilles said. As the door slid shut behind him, Han glimpsed the back of a civilian head nodding vigorously as someone else spoke in sharp tones. "Have you decided?"

"Yeah." Han began to feel a little more optimistic; perhaps Antilles was just having a difficult meeting with a couple of civilian bigwigs. "I was kind of thinking of signing on."

"Glad to hear it!" Antilles smiled and stuck out his hand, but there was more apprehension in his face than warmth. "We have an important job for you."

Han clasped the offered hand, but Leia continued to study Antilles with an expression of reserve. "We're looking forward to hearing about it," she said, "so we can make a final decision."

Antilles did his best to look disappointed, but made the mistake of quietly letting his breath out through his nose. It was an old sabacc tell, and one that Han knew always meant relief. Whatever was going on here, it was beginning to smell like a Hutt's belly.

"That's right," Han said. "Why don't you tell us what you have in mind?"

"Fair enough." Antilles drew them away from the door guard and lowered his voice. "We need you to negotiate a coalition."

"Negotiate?" Han scowled. "I thought you wanted me in the military."

"Maybe later." Antilles did not sound too serious. "Right now, this is more important."

"I must say, trusting Captain Solo to negotiate anything other than an asteroid belt seems foolish," C-3PO said. "His temperament is poorly suited to diplomacy."

"Han is a man of hidden talents." Antilles kept his gaze fixed on Han. "There's no one else I would trust with this mission."

Han pondered the compliment only a moment before deciding his friend was feeding him a load of bantha poodoo. "This is about Jacen, isn't it?"

Antilles frowned. "Jacen?" He shook his head. "Han, we both have kids fighting on the other side of this thing."

"Syal isn't torturing Corellians on Coruscant," Han countered. As angry and ashamed as he was about what Jacen had become, he wasn't going to hide from it. "Look, I don't like what Jacen is doing any more than you do, but he's still my kid, and I'm not going to disown him. I'll understand if you've got a problem with that."

"Han, I don't," Antilles replied. "Jacen has lost his way, but it's only because he believes in what he's fighting for. Sooner or later, he's going to remember that you and Leia taught him right from wrong, and he's going to find his way back."

Leia reached out and squeezed Antilles's hand. "Thank you, Wedge," she said. "I know that's true, but it feels good to hear someone else say it."

"Yeah, it makes you think maybe you're not crazy after all." Han turned away so he could blink a tear out of his eye, then looked back to Antilles. "So what do you really want me for?"

"I told you," Antilles said. "To negotiate a coalition."

As he spoke, the admiral's eyes shifted toward Leia, and Han realized the truth was he wanted Leia to negotiate the coalition.

Han shook his head. "For once, Threepio is right-you don't want to ask me to negotiate any kind of coalition. I might start a war or something."

Antilles gave a theatrical sigh. "Come on, Han." He briefly shifted his gaze to Leia again. "You understand what I'm asking."

"Then ask," Han said. "You know how I hate games."

"Very well." Antilles turned to Leia, and his eyes began to blink more rapidly-another old sabacc tell that usually meant your opponent was trying to pull a fast one. "You understand this can't be an official request-"

"Why not?" Han interrupted.

"Because I'm not Corellian," Leia said. "And I'm a Jedi Knight. It would look suspicious for me to conduct negotiations."

"So you want me to be the front man?" Han continued to look at Antilles.

Antilles nodded. "Exactly."

"Not interested," Han said, not even pretending to consider the request. He could not ask Leia to negotiate on behalf of a cause that even he knew she supported only partially, especially when Antilles himself so clearly had reservations about what he was asking. Besides, Han had a sneaking suspicion that his old friend was deliberately trying to discourage the Solos from accepting the assignment. "Call me when you need someone to do some fighting."

He turned to leave, but Leia caught him by the arm. "Han, shouldn't we hear Admiral Antilles out?"

"What for?"

"For Corellia." Leia fixed him with a stern-eyed gaze that worked better on him than any Jedi Force suggestion. "You're always talking about the importance of preserving Corellia's independent spirit. Is sitting at a negotiating table really so much to ask?"

Han's jaw dropped. Leia had renounced her role as a senior diplomat during the war with the Yuuzhan Vong, when it had grown apparent that the political process was only undermining the New Republic's ability to win the war. That she would volunteer to resume the role now-on Corellia's behalf-seemed very suspicious.

He scowled. "You want to do this?"

"I'm willing to consider it." Leia turned back to Antilles. "But we're not making a decision before we hear the details-all the details."

"No one expects that." Antilles smiled, but the note of disappointment in his voice was unmistakable-at least to someone who had known him for forty years. "My orders were simply to find out if you'd be willing to consider it. Prime Minister Gejjen will brief you on the rest."

Han's brow rose. Dur Gejjen had risen to power by helping Han and Boba Fett assassinate Han's megalomaniac cousin, Thrackan Sal-Solo. Afterward, Gejjen had abolished the office of President of Five Worlds, which Sal-Solo had created for the sole purpose of exerting his personal dominion over the entire Corellian system. Had Gejjen stopped there, Han would have admired his integrity and wisdom. But Gejjen had proved to be just as bad as Sal-Solo, establishing his own hold by arranging to have himself named both Chief of State of the planet Corellia and Five Worlds Prime Minister.
"Gejjen is here?" Han asked. "You have got to be kidding."

"I'm afraid not."

Antilles led the way into the planning salon, a spacious cabin lined with the latest battle-coordination technology: half-wall display screens, a ceiling-mounted tactical holoprojector, automatic caf dispensers in each corner. Dur Gejjen and two others sat talking at a large oval conference table with a combination data/comm station at every seat.

As soon as Han and Leia entered the room, Gejjen ended the conversation and extended his hand. "Captain Solo, welcome." He was young and good looking, with dark skin and black hair worn in a short military-style cut. "I'm so pleased you agreed to accept this assignment."

"Yeah, well, don't be too pleased," Han said. "I haven't accepted anything yet."

He gave Gejjen's hand a single pump, then looked past him to the others. They were older-the first a sandy-haired man with a blocky jaw and graying mustache, the second a middle-aged woman with a round face and cold gray eyes. Han wasn't familiar enough with the new government to recognize them by sight, but he was guessing by Antilles's displeasure and the number of security agents waiting outside that they were Gavele Lemora and Rorf Willems. Along with Gejjen, Lemora and Willems were the heart of the Five Worlds government, with Lemora serving as minister of intelligence and Willems as the minister of defense.

Gejjen frowned in Antilles's direction. "I thought you weren't to bring them in here unless-"

"Admiral Antilles's request was necessarily rather vague," Leia interrupted. "Han will need to know a few more details before he can agree to serve as your emissary."

"Ah-of course." Gejjen glanced over his shoulder at the cold-eyed woman-Lemora-and looked relieved. "We'll be happy to give him a basic briefing."

"After the droid leaves," Lemora added, staring at C-3PO.

"I can't leave!" C-3PO objected. "I won't be able to record the briefing."

"That's the point, chiphead," Willems said. He had a gravelly voice and a thuggish demeanor. "We don't want it recorded."

"Are you certain?" C-3PO inquired. "Captain Solo's memory circuits have been showing signs of fatigue lately. Just the other day, he told Princess Leia that with her new short haircut, she didn't look a day over thirty-five."
Troy Denning|Author Q&A

About Troy Denning

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Troy Denning is the New York Times bestselling author of Star Wars: Tatooine Ghost; Star Wars: The New Jedi Order: Star by Star; the Star Wars: Dark Nest trilogy: The Joiner King, The Unseen Queen, and The Swarm War; and Star Wars: Legacy of the Force: Tempest, Inferno, and Invincible–as well as Pages of Pain, Beyond the High Road, The Summoning, and many other novels. A former game designer and editor, he lives in western Wisconsin with his wife, Andria.

Author Q&A

Interview with Troy Denning, author of Star Wars: Legacy of the Force: Tempest

Question: Tempest is the third book in the Legacy of the Force series, which you are writing along with Karen Traviss and Aaron Allston. What is it like to plot and write a multi-book series like this with two other writers?

Troy Denning: Honestly, it’s a blast. And it’s not just Aaron and Karen that I work with. There are several editors—led by Shelly Shapiro at Del Rey and Sue Rostoni at Lucasfilm—and a lot of other people from both companies who’ve participated in the brainstorming. It started one Sunday night when Shelly sent a note out saying that she and Sue were looking for ideas for the next series. I pitched something that had been developing in the back of my mind while I wrote Dark Nest, and that became the seed. Then we all got down to the real work of plotting the series as a team. Basically, we try to get together whenever possible—usually at conventions, but we started with a special session at Skywalker Ranch—and develop the big story ideas. The actual process during these sessions is surprising simple—someone just tosses out a suggestion about where we need to go next, and we start building on that. Occasionally, an idea will get shot down, but that’s surprisingly rare. I like to think that’s because we’re all so well attuned to each others' thought processes, but I suspect the truth is that it’s just so much fun we really don’t like to rain on each others' parades.

In any case, it’s a wonderful process that produces some incredible twists and turns in the plot, more than any one mind could produce. And it’s incredibly invigorating. These sessions are six to eight hours of heavy brainwork, and by the end of the day, I always have more energy than I started with.

And I should say a special thanks to whoever invented email. We’d be lost without it. There are a million tiny details that need to be coordinated as we outline and write our individual books, and of course we all have different takes on those details. So we have these enormous, mind-boggling discussions over tiny things like what title a particular character should have or how a space fleet should be organized. They can get pretty convoluted and ridiculous—Shelly once threatened to feed herself to a polar bear—but they’re absolutely necessary. Star Wars readers expect continuity, and this is how you get it.

We’re incredibly fortunate to have people who genuinely enjoy working with each other. I’ve been involved in many creative committees over the years, and sometimes they end up being more about personalities than the project—and that just takes energy away. We don’t have that with the Legacy of the Force, and the credit has to go to Shelly and Sue for putting together such a compatible team. We really do feed off of each other, and that makes the whole thing fun.

Q: In addition to your work on Star Wars, you've written a number of fantasy novels. Do you consider Star Wars to be science fiction or fantasy? Is there a hard-and-fast dividing line between the two genres? Do you approach your Star Wars novels differently than you do your other work?

TD: I do think there is a hard dividing line between science fiction and fantasy. Science fiction is concerned with man’s relationship to his technology, while fantasy is concerned with man’s relationship to his spirit. Star Wars is neither. It’s space opera. It has a galactic scale, its primary conflict is good vs. evil, there’s a strong romantic element, and the laws of physics are secondary to the needs of the story (we all know faster-than-light travel isn’t really possible). But it goes beyond space opera in its concern with the relationship between technology and spirit, and that’s probably why many people consider it “science fantasy.”

I think that’s why writing Star Wars comes so naturally to me. As a fantasy writer, I’ve learned to keep my focus on the spiritual condition of the primary character. I do the same thing in Star Wars—at their core, my stories are always about the hero’s relationship to himself.

Q: Tempest features the return of Alema Rar, a character from your Dark Nest trilogy. Can you bring readers up to date on who she is and what makes her such a dangerous adversary?

TD: I introduced Alema in Star by Star in the New Jedi Order. At the beginning of the book, her sister, Numa, is killed, and that is what sets up Alema for her fall to the dark side. She and Numa were raised in the ryll dens of Kala’uun, and Numa was the only person Alema could rely on. So, she took Numa’s death very hard, and there’s a scene in Star by Star where Luke foresees her fall to the dark side.

But Luke doesn’t foresee just how far Alema will sink. In the Dark Nest trilogy, she falls under the Dark Nest’s influence. She ends up betraying Han and Leia, and eventually the entire Jedi order. Several battles follow—one with Luke and a couple with Leia—and each one leaves Alema a little more scarred, physically and emotionally.

The destruction of the Dark Nest—which has come to fill the place in her heart that her sister Numa once held—leaves Alema shattered in every sense of the word. She’s more dead than alive, horribly disfigured, and alone in a way that she’s never experienced before. She manages to put the pieces back together in the years following Dark Nest—but they don’t fit quite the same way they used to, and she returns in Legacy of the Force completely twisted.

Q:I was intrigued by Alema's notions of balance, which almost make a crazy kind of sense.

TD: A villain always thinks he or she is doing the right thing—that’s one of my central tenets when I write “bad guys.” In Alema’s case, it’s a pretty hard conclusion to reach, but she manages. She has a warped perception of reality, and it was natural to ground that perception in her history as a Jedi. The Jedi were what saved her from life of misery in the ryll dens of Kala’uun. Being a Jedi is also what cost the life of her sister, and two Jedi—Luke and Leia—are the ones who cost Alema her beauty and grace. There’s a certain balance in that—and it’s that Balance that she seizes as the rationale for her actions.

But it even goes beyond that. There’s a theme of balance between good and evil that runs all through Star Wars, and Alema sees that far more clearly than any other character. You need evil to have good; Anakin Skywalker couldn’t have killed the Emperor unless he became Darth Vader first; there wouldn’t be heroes unless there was evil to call them to arms.

Q: One of the major themes in Tempest is the relationship between fathers and sons. There is the dynamic between Luke and Ben, and between Jacen and Han, but even in more symbolic ways it seems that this theme is central to the series. It made me think of a line from the new Superman movie: "The son becomes the father, and the father becomes the son." Can you address this?

TD:I haven’t seen the new Superman movie, but there are some definite father-son dynamics in Tempest. Luke and Han both disapprove of what their sons are becoming, and that disapproval drives their actions.

Luke’s son, Ben, is struggling to live up to his father’s legendary status. He believes the fastest way to achieve that goal is by attaching himself to Jacen and Galactic Alliance Guard. But Luke knows that this “fast track” is fraught with peril, and he’s struggling to open Ben’s eyes to the danger. In a sense, Luke is committing the universal blunder of parenthood—believing that a child can learn his most important life lessons through his parent’s experiences.

Han’s son, Jacen, has already made his mistakes. Jacen has become what Han hates most: a strong, unyielding authority figure. Instinctively, Han recognizes the danger and the evil in that, yet he still loves his son, and he still believes that Jacen can be saved.

Q: Jacen's journey toward the dark side continues and even accelerates in Tempest. Yet it seems that, despite the suspicions entertained by other characters, notably Luke, everyone is careful not to openly accuse him. In fact, it seems as if they're all complicit, eager to look away from the evidence right before their eyes. Why is this, do you think, and is it a weakness inherent in the Jedi approach to the Force?

TD: It’s a weakness of human nature. We never want to see the worst in the people we love, especially our children. Luke and Mara are afraid to see the worst in Jacen because it would harm their relationship with Han and Leia, and because Jacen is so important to Ben. Concluding that Jacen is irredeemably evil pitches them into conflict with Ben, and it brings into question their judgment in allowing Jacen to mentor him. But, even more importantly, the Skywalkers’ own experiences prove that a person is seldom irredeemably evil; after all, Mara was Palpatine’s assassin throughout her early life, and even Luke has crossed to the dark side. If anyone should understand the possibility of redemption, it’s those two.

As for Han and Leia—well, they’re still hoping for the best. They’re very loyal, and they’re not going to turn their backs on Jacen easily. He’s doing wrong and they’ll be the first to tell him so, but they refuse to give up on their son. They want to see him make amends and return to the right path.

Q: There are many paths leading to the dark side, but Jacen's must be one of the most insidious, because it depends upon all his most noble qualities — not their subversion but instead their exaggeration.

TD: True. Jacen started the NJO as one of the purest and most thoughtful of the young Jedi Knights—and he still is. He’s more dedicated than anyone to bringing peace to the galaxy—even if he has to impose it by force. Perhaps that’s because he’s looked more deeply into the dark heart of sentience than anyone else, and he’s been terrified by it.

Jacen is the worst kind of villain—a fundamentalist and a fanatic. Because of his good-hearted nature, he believes the galaxy should be a certain way--just and peaceful. Because of his experiences, he has reached the conclusion that it’s acceptable to do anything to reach his goal. That’s a very dangerous combination—especially when a powerful leader’s worldview is out of touch with reality.

Q: Lumiya continues to be a fascinating villain. It's tough to pin her down as simply motivated by revenge, even though that's obviously a big part of her actions. How do you see her character?

TD: I don’t see Lumiya as motivated by revenge at all—it’s just a delicious by-product. To me, she’s someone who truly believed in the Imperial vision—a galaxy united in peace under a single ruler—and who was bitterly disappointed when Palpatine’s character flaws led to the destruction of that dream. In the past, she has expressed her bitterness through attacks on Luke and his family, because they were responsible for the Empire’s destruction—and her own. But she has never abandoned her dream: she is always on the lookout for a new force that can unite the galaxy under a single, strong hand. From time to time, when a likely candidate has appeared, she has offered her assistance. But now, after watching Jacen, she is convinced that she’s found the one for whom she’s been searching all these decades, and all her energies are focused on her goal.

Q: Will the Legacy series show Luke employing the full extent of his powers? I've sometimes felt that previous depictions of Luke have been reluctant, for whatever reason, to show what he's fully capable of. After all, he is Grand Master of the Jedi order, probably the most powerful and skilled Force-user in the universe.

TD: Very powerful characters suffer from the Deus ex Machina syndrome, and Luke is certainly no exception. Because nobody is sure exactly what his limits are, I think that some readers expect him to be capable of fixing huge problems with little more than the Force. The trouble is, those kinds of stories fall into the superhero tradition, and Star Wars is space opera. The heroes are supposed to face huge problems and have limited resources—it’s the imbalance between the two that makes space opera, at its best, so engaging.

So I’m not sure how to answer the question. Luke is certainly going to face some enormous tests of his strength and character, and he’ll certainly have to call on all of his resources if he is to prevail. But is he going to shove moons around with the Force? I don’t think so. To survive Legacy of the Force, he’s going to have to rely on more than his Jedi abilities.

Q: Are you already working on your next book in the series? And can you tell us anything about the next installment?

TD: Yes, I’m already hard at work on my next Legacy of the Force book. It will be the sixth one in the series, and its title will be Inferno. I don’t know how much I can reveal about it yet, except to say that it will feature many of the same characters who survived Tempest—and that Jacen will finally discover who his true enemies really are.

As for the two books between Tempest and Inferno, they’re not mine, so I shouldn’t drop too many hints. I can tell you this much, though: they’re both going to be fantastic!

Q: What other projects do you have in the works, Star Wars-related and otherwise?

TD: After Legacy of the Force, I’ll be turning my attention to an epic fantasy series that I’ve been developing for several years. I’m very excited about it—and it is under contract—but it would probably be premature to say any more about it yet. After that, I’d always welcome a chance to return to the Galaxy Far, Far Away.

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