Chapters (80)
- Cover
- The Rising Storm
- PROLOGUE
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FIFTY
- CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
- CHAPTER SIXTY
- CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
- CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
- CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
- CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
- CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
- CHAPTER SEVENTY
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
“Yes, even me. Every Jedi, no matter their age or experience, associates meditation with their Master. We are taught the basic principles from our arrival in the temples, but it is only when we become Padawans that our understanding of the process deepens. We spend hours, days, weeks in meditation with our Masters, sitting side by side, exploring the Force together. There’s a connection that is never fully broken. Then suddenly our Master is gone, and we can never experience it again in the same way. It had been many years since I meditated with Rana Kant, and yet I felt her passing deeply. To lose your Master as a Padawan … that is bound to have an impact, especially with a Master like Loden. He was the best of us.”
Bell pursed his lips as if trying not to let them quake. “Yes,” he said, his voice cracking. “Yes, he was.”
Stellan reached out, placing a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “It will come back, I promise. That serenity. That peace. Loden is part of the Force now, so in a way the two of you are closer than ever. But in the meantime, you can always come to me.”
Bell shook his head abruptly, wiping a tear from his eye. “No, you … you have duties. I wouldn’t presume …”
“My duty,” Stellan reminded him, “is to the Order, and the last time I looked, Padawan Zettifar, you were part of that Order.”
Bell laughed and cleared his throat. “Yes. Yes, I am.”
“Then I will hear no more arguments. What is the motto of this fair?”
“The Spirit of Unity.”
“You’ll see it on enough posters over the next few days, but it’s true, not just for the Republic but for the Jedi. For us. No Jedi is ever alone. We are united in the Force.”
The memory of Elzar guiding the finch flashed across his mind again, but this time it was followed by a shadow, a sense of trepidation.
“Master Gios?”
Bell was searching Stellan’s face for answers, concerned at the Council member’s sudden hesitation. Even Ember leapt up, uneasy once more. “Is everything all right?”
Stellan shook his head. “No. Something is very wrong.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
The Starlight Pavilion