This is a short entry compared to the others in the trilogy. It also involves a lot more navel-gazing than the first.
Gone are the battles, the fighting and the grand visions.
They’re replaced with plots, intrigue and battles of conscience. Having created an empire, set a galaxy-wide jihad in motion and been deified by his people, the new emperor must deal with his own inner demons.
There are no easy choices, but it seems to be less about the plots from without and more about the roads he must walk and the decisions he has to live with.
As such, it’s a deep read, but lacks something in the dynamism.
Pleasant enough but doesn’t have the grandeur of the first.