#Chief Curiosity Correspondent

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Stalinist attitudes towards homosexuality and the events surroudning criminalization of homosexuality in Soviet Union in 1934 - excerpts from professor Dan Healey’s book „Russian homophobia from Stalin to Sochi”

In the same chapter I analyze the Soviet return to a ban on “sodomy” in 1933-34. It was a Stalinist measure, proposed by the security police and backed with relish by Stalin and his Politburo. Stalin personally edited the new penal article. This was the moment when the Soviet state adopted a modern anti-homosexual politics, the birth of modern Russian political homophobia. (…)

On September 15, 1933, deputy chief of the OGPU (secret police) Genrikh Yagoda proposed to Stalin that a law against “pederasty” was needed urgently. Stalin and Yagoda used the crude term pederastiia to discuss male homosexuality; but government lawyers revived the tsarist term muzhelozhstvo (sodomy) for the published law that was eventually adopted in March 1934. Yagoda reported that in August-September 1933, OGPU raids had been conducted on circles of “pederasts” in Moscow and Leningrad, and other cities of the Soviet Union. Yagoda wrote that these men were guilty of spying; they had also “politically demoralized various social layers of young men, including young workers, and even attempted to penetrate the army and navy.” From a recent collection of FSB archive documents of political cases against young Communists, it is clear that during the early 1930s, the secret police were obsessed with detecting counterrevolutionary moods among young people. Stalin forwarded Yagoda’s letter to Politburo member Lazar Kaganovich, noting that “these scoundrels must receive exemplary punishment” and directing a law against “pederasty” should be adopted. In the months that followed, Yagoda the secret policeman steered its passage through the various legislative drafts. (…)

When in mid-September 1933 Yagoda wrote to Stalin, recommending the adoption of a formal law against sodomy, he apparently cited a figure of 130 arrests of “pederasts” for the operations in “Moscow and Leningrad.” According to Ivanov, the archives of the St. Petersburg FSB reveal that during August-September 1933, 175 men were arrested on grounds of homosexual relations in Leningrad alone. The raids on “pederasts” continued and probably expanded to the principal “regime” cities, including Kharkov and Kiev. It appears that somewhere inside the central secret police machinery, an order originated in late July or early August 1933 to begin arrests of “pederasts” known to the authorities on their card-indexes either as “anti-social” or “declassed” elements, or as a security threat with international dimensions. (…)

In the 1993 release of correspondence between Yagoda and Stalin leading to the sodomy ban, one other significant document was published from the same file in the Presidential Archive. It is a sixteen-page letter to Stalin, from a homosexual British Communist, Harry O. Whyte (1907-60), an ex­ patriate journalist living in Moscow who loved a man who was a Soviet citizen. His Soviet lover was arrested sometime during late 1933 or early 1934. The release of the Whyte letter said little about its provenance and the author. It was typical of the 1993 publication that this document also appeared without commentary, but was labeled “Humor from the Special Collections” by archivists or editors who failed to show any historical empathy or intellectual curiosity.

Whyte, who worked for the English-language Moscow Daily News, wrote to Stalin, in May 1934, asking him to justify the new law. The journalist boldly explained why it violated the principles of both Marxism and the Soviet revolution. He argued that persecution of the law-abiding homosexual was typical of capitalist regimes and fascist ones: Nazi Germany’s “racial purity” drive was just the most extreme example of the push in both systems for “labor reserves and cannon fodder.” “Constitutional homosexuals, as an insignificant portion of the population . . . cannot present a threat to the birth rate in a socialist state.” Their position was analogous to that of other unjustly persecuted groups: “women, colored races, national minorities” and the best traditions of socialism showed tolerance of the relatively insignificant number of naturally occurring homosexuals in the population. He asked Stalin, “Can a homosexual be considered a person fit to become a member of the Communist Party?” In a revealing reaction, Stalin scrawled across the letter, “An idiot and a degenerate. To the archives.” Whyte got a blunt answer to his question: he was expelled from the Communist Party; he hastily left the Soviet Union for England in 1935. (…)

The dictator turned to his cultural spokesman Maxim Gorky, to explain the law’s rationale for Soviet and European readers. Gorky wrote an article that appeared in Izvestiia and Pravda on May 23, 1934, and later in a German-language socialist newspaper in Switzerland, in which he compared healthy Soviet youth to the degenerate youth of Nazi Germany. “Destroy the homosexuals - and fascism will disappear” he concluded, propounding the genocide of a social group on the grounds of sexuality. Later in 1936, People’s Commissar of Justice Nikolai V. Krylenko gave a speech to the central Soviet legislature in which he explained that the law was necessary because homosexuals were not healthy workers but “a declassed rabble, or the scum of society, or remnants of the exploiting classes.”

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At least a dozen employees at the Department of Veterans Affairs improperly accessed medical files for JD Vance and Tim Walz, and now officials have launched a medical investigation.

A breach involving records of the Republican and Democratic vice presidential candidates, both military veterans, could amount to violations of federal medical privacy laws.

VA employees had accessed Vance’s records roughly two months ago, according to The Washington Post, which first reported the incident. The office of VA inspector general contacted both campaigns to alert them of the breach.

Terrence Hayes, a spokesman for the VA, said in a statement to The Independent that the agency has “reported to law enforcement allegations that VA personnel may have improperly accessed Veteran records.”

“We take the privacy of the Veterans we serve very seriously and have strict policies in place to protect their records,” Hayes added. “Any attempt to improperly access Veteran records by VA personnel is unacceptable and will not be tolerated.”

The agency referred The Independent to the Department of Justice for further comment.

Vance spent four years in the Marines and served a tour in Iraq in 2005 as a combat correspondent. Walz served 24 years in the National Guard and retired in 2005 before a run for Congress.

Officials at the VA had notified both campaigns about discovering that employees within the agency’s Veterans Health Administration healthcare arm did not have authorization to review their records, according to The Post, citing people familiar with the investigation speaking anonymously.

The office of VA Inspector General Michael Missal has reportedly shared evidence with federal prosecutors about the employees, which include a physician and a contractor who “spent extended time” reviewing medical files, according to law enforcement officials speaking to The Post.

Investigators are now trying to determine motivation, and whether any of those records were shared as a result of the breach.

It’s unclear what medical information was reviewed.

An August 30 memo from VA Secretary Denis McDonough to VA staff on the importance of medical privacy states that veteran information “should only be accessed when necessary to accomplish officially authorized and assigned duties as an employee, contractor, volunteer, or other personnel.”

“Viewing a Veteran’s records out of curiosity or concern — or for any purpose that is not directly related to officially authorized and assigned duties — is strictly prohibited,” according to the memo shared with The Independent.

Failure to comply with those requirements “may result in disciplinary action, including removal, as well as referral to law enforcement for civil penalties and criminal prosecution,” the memo says.

News of the breach arrived hours before Vance and Walz are set to participate in what is likely to be their only debate ahead of the presidential election.

The Ohio senator and Minnesota governor will spar inside the CBS Broadcast Center in New York City on October 1. Moderators include CBS Evening News anchor and managing editor Norah O’Donnell and Face the Nation moderator and chief foreign affairs correspondent Margaret Brennan.

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Velaryon Family: Part 1

Amari Qo, Princess of Sweet Lotus Vale and Wife of Daemon Velaryon

It was under her rule that Driftmark began to attract more merchants, and she encouraged trade with her home country, attracting many sailors and experienced shipwright to further enhance her husband’s fleet. It was well-known that she had a long desire to make connections further into Essos that was denied until the days of her grandson Corlys, who, by all accounts, inherited her adventurous spirit and clever mind.

Lord Daemon Velaryon married a Princess of the Summer Isles, Amari Qo, descendent of famous Queens Xanda Qo and Chatana Qo in 27 AC. The two met during a diplomatic event during Aegon I's reign in 25 AC to celebrate the anniversary of Aegon I's crowning an event attended widely by representatives from many countries that praised the lavish event and the apparent wealth of the Targaryen's on display and secured by the King's two heirs who were both equally on display.

Lord Daemon, a favorite at court dominated by his sister and her husband, however only had eyes for the Princess in her finery and it was rumored that he declared to his sister that he had found the only woman he would ever wed who outshone all others. This is a well-known story though not mentioned in any of the remaining letters of the couple or their various friends, chief among them Queen Alyssa. It is how ever well documented that the two shared many dances and were often found in conversation in High Valaryian, the only shared language they had at the time, and the language of Aegon's Court, as Princess Amari had not yet learned to speak the Common Tongue. Something she was quick to rectify as by the end of the week long celebration she had already learned enough to give a formal farewell to the King and Princes and get assurance from Lord Daemon of his correspondence.

A promise that the Lord kept all throughout the couple's long marriage. Shown in the well kept letters preserved by their many descendants. It was by all accounts a love match as well as a practical one. Princess Amari was well-known to have a lust for adventure and seeking a match and was well aware Lord Daemon came from a family well placed to keep her in an estate she was accustomed and grant her considerable influence even if it would mean surrendering her title as Princess and potential successor. Princess Amari herself was one of seven children, the fifth, and wanted to stand out. Lord Daemon had a corresponding sense of pride, well aware of his own family's prestige and finding himself well please by both his bride's mind, familial connections and wealth, and her title of princess.

For many reasons Princess Amari accepted his suit eventually and left the Summer Isles for Driftmark, accompanied by several close friends and attendants and a considerable dowry. The couple had a fairly happy marriage by all accounts, resulting in eight children who lived to adulthood.

As Lord Daemon was frequently away at the Court due to his role, Amari ruled Driftmark often in all but name proving to be quick and clever, adapting to her new lands and people. She is known for popularizing the use of "summer spices" as they were known within Driftmark, marking its cuisine as unique. She also brought with her in hew dower some famous hardwoods from her homeland that were used to reinforce the Driftwood throne's base.

She always spoke the language of the Andals with a pronounced accent that was smooth and with a musical quality according to her admirers. She was a known polyglot, speaking at least five languages due her family's position in trade and her own love for learning and curiosity. She was firm but had a kindness to her from all accounts wanting to speak to others in their own tongues to understand them better.

She outlived her husband, sons, and daughter-in-law before she passed in her bedroom at High Tide after having been introduced to her great-grandchildren, Laena and Laenor Velaryon.

Women of the Tides by Maestor Aurion

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Playing into Marco being a romantic let’s go with a different theme

A correspondence shall we say, anonymous of course between the revolutionary army and wbp.

The blue gentleman is odd exciting, he taunts and teases between paragraphs, punctuating with perfect prose. It’s stupid and silly and by god Marco is way too old to be keeping all these letter and rereading them like a love struck fool. Because he’s not, obviously. It’s just the prospect of matching wits with someone is.. exciting. The letters, the writing it’s all part of the game. Secrets and lies.

There’s no billowed shirt man, no fair maiden..

The letter ends,

Yours,

Blue.

Marco can feel his face heat up and he curses quietly. He is literally grasping at straws here, if you counts rolled up letters as straws. And yet in his minds eye a phantom smiles with a sharp grin.

Catch me if you can mr Holmes

(This is before ace arrives, whaddya whaddya you get where I’m going with this, kisses and all that. May you be given shelter from the hell of a 40 hr work week)

The news coo never has an address to take the letters to, but they somehow know anyway.

The letters that arrive for Dragon's chief of staff are all the same stationary and always sealed with an unmarked wax blob. The signature at the bottom is a bird claw without a name.

My Blue Gentleman, the letters always start-

As a child of the sea, roaming and rambling is in my blood. First and foremost, 'settling down' is as foreign to me as I'm sure it is to you given how many ports of origin your letters have found me with on their address labels. Your attitude can certainly make a man wonder, though, what it would take to have a home island.

But I suppose we must all have a place we started? I assume, as secretive as you are, you'll merely tease me with a hint or insinuation instead of telling me outright despite how much I'd wish you would. So, in the spirit of beginnings, I'll tell you of mine. I was born on an island in the calm belt that doesn't exist any more. I am told I was supposed to be a slave but I honestly barely remember much of my life from then, only that my first years of life were generally unremarkable. I remember watching the sea and a great thunderous event that made me think the world was ending, and then I remember meeting my father.

He isn't my father by blood, but he is my father in all ways that matter. He found me after the event that shook the island and took me with him when he left. He is my captain and the man who gave me the wings with which I soar today. He is the man I will follow to my death and to whom I owe everything. But aren't all fathers supposed to be that way? Supportive, inspiring saviors to guide you in life?

Do you have a father, Blue Gentleman? Do you have a beginning, a place you started?

Don't go thinking I haven't noticed you don't much refer to your past. Forgive me if I'm pushing too hard, too soon. For pushing at all. I can't help my curiosity, I see something shiny and exciting and I can't help myself wanting to peck at it until I know every turn and facet of it's existence. It makes me an excellent doctor and an excellent hand to my father on this ship. And I've always had a soft spot for the color blue. But I know it's invasive and discomforting to receive such treatment.

Yours,

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[internationalrealestatenews]

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Chasing Life With Dr. Sanjay Gupta Returns For Season Nine

Despite the "red alert" status at CNN, one of several bright spots for CNN has been Dr. Sanjay Gupta, CNN's chief medical correspondent. Gupta has been a consistent voice of scientific reason in the face of weirdos and wingnuts who deny science because it doesn't comport with their current political viewpoints. Witness former Georgia Republican gubernatorial candidate and current GOP chair Kandiss Taylor, who has recently advanced her conspiracy of globes. While claiming she's not a flat-earther, Taylor commented, "every store, you buy a globe, there's globes everywhere. Why?" With globe antagonists around every corner, Gupta took a constant barrage of virulent criticism from anti-vaxxers, COVID conspiracy theorists, and anti-science advocates during the pandemic. Despite the poisonous nature of some of those attacks, Gupta remained steadfast and reasonable in his commitment to science-based treatments and support for vaccines. Gupta's CNN podcast has been around for eight seasons and has consistently been one of its best. CNN Audio has announced Dr.  Sanjay  Gupta���will delve deeper into how weight fits into our understanding of what it means to be healthy in the ninth season of his podcast Chasing  Life  with Dr.  Sanjay  Gupta, which returns Tuesday, January 16.

Can a holistic picture of your health really be painted by a number on a scale? This season, Dr. Gupta explores society’s deeply instilled beliefs around weight and helps guide listeners to redefine what being healthy really means. A new year means New Year’s resolutions, and it’s the time of year people are bombarded with advertisements advocating for the newest workout or diet fad to shed those extra pounds. Whether your resolution is to eat healthier, exercise more or lose weight, the goal is to become a healthier you. This season will feature expertise from a variety of guests, as Dr. Gupta uncovers what the science tells us about weight, and how it should impact how we view our overall health.

“Our society has long adhered to the notion that your weight and your overall health are synonymous,” said Dr. Gupta. “I hope this season of Chasing Life gives listeners a better understanding of a science-based approach to a holistic and healthy lifestyle, and how much weight should factor in the equation.”

Season nine of Chasing Life will debut new episodes every Tuesday and will be available to listen to on CNN Audio or wherever you get your podcasts.

Since Dr. Gupta joined the network in 2001, he has covered some of the most important health stories in the United States and around the world. He plays an integral role in CNN’s reporting on health and medical news for all of CNN’s shows domestically and internationally, and regularly contributes to  CNN Digital. In addition to his on-air duties for CNN, Dr. Gupta is a practicing neurosurgeon.

There are too many bad doctors on TV and in other media. They exploit people's fears, damage the guest's privacy and self-esteem for ratings, and downplay science in favor of any opinion that attracts the most listeners or viewers. Dr. Drew, Dr. Oz, Dr. Phil! I think Dr. Gupta has an honest intellectual curiosity and well-developed sense of altruism. While I may not agree with everything he says, I've never doubted his motives.

Season nine of Chasing Life will debut new episodes every Tuesday and will be available to listen on CNN Audio or wherever you get your podcasts.

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#ScienceRules: One Bottle of Oil

#ScienceRules: One Bottle of Oil

This was written in 2011 but not submitted to Smithsonian Magazine when my family and I went to Orange Beach for vacation, a few years after the Deepwater Horizon disaster. —

“I have a lot of things on my desk on my desk at the Memphis Pink Palace Museum & Planetarium education department offices: the ever-necessary telephone, coffee mug, pictures of my wife and kids, assorted pens/pencils, a…

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No idea what brought me to Hank’s YouTube channel...but I did end up on this video which brought me to  Emily Graslie’s channel. 

I’m not much into Natural History but watching a number of  Emily’s videos made me consider popping by the one closest to me. 

It’s one thing to have something you’re interested in....it’s another thing to be able to infect others with that interest. This is Emily’s talent. And I have to be reminded that she actually spent years studying art...rather than taxidermy methods. 

Note: Text in between the dividing lines are from me…outside from that any text are generated by the link. (Somehow the theme I’ve chosen…mixes the link text with what I wrote! So this is my solution!)

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In 1824, the American naturalist James Pierce traveled to the newly acquired Territory of Florida, where a Seminole chief told him a story [...]. Pierce wrote that “it is believed [...] that a monster, with a large serpent’s body [...] occupies a large sink or cave in East Florida, guarding a mine. [...] The Spanish authorities made a fruitless search for this treasure a few years hence.” Pierce published this anecdote in the American Journal of Science as part of an article of Florida’s geography and natural resources, yet he included the Seminole’s story merely as “an instance of Indian credulity,” an ethnographic curiosity that might amuse his readers but was unrelated to the scientific observations [...]. Far from being credulous, however, this Seminole was recounting an actual scientific expedition that had occurred in Spanish East Florida in 1790, one in which Native storytelling was central.

Through the power of his stories, a Creek Indian named Yaolaychi motivated this expedition, influenced how its members pursued and narrated knowledge while in the field, and shaped how officials and men of science in Saint Augustine analyzed and acted upon the information the expedition generated. [...] Creek stories were coherent, memorable, and -- in certain circumstances -- compelling packages of information, and the collections and observations that the expedition members generated [...] remained associated with these narratives even after the expedition’s return to Saint Augustine. Tracing the presentation and reception of Yaolaychi’s stories reveals how geopolitical power and knowledge production were interconnected in some of the Southeast borderlands’ many geographic and social contexts. These included spaces in which Indian political power and approaches to nature were preeminent, particularly in the Florida interior [...].

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On February 15, 1790, an Indian-language interpreter named Alonso Gil visited the Saint Augustine office of Bartolome Benitez y Galvez, the royal treasurer of East Florida, to share some information he heard from a Lower Creek Indian named Yaolaychi about a deposit of shiny rocks [...]. Although Spain’s main goal in Florida was to protect the sea-lanes of the Gulf of Mexico and forestall U.S. intrusions into New Spain, Benitez expected the discovery of a silver or mercury mine could bring an influx of settler, money, and prestige to a province with a reputation for stagnation. [...] Although Bourbon Spain funded many massive scientific expeditions, Benitez was obliged to finance this journey out of his own pocket [...]. Governor Zespedes gave him permission to explore the mine and provided passports for the expedition members [...].

At one level, Yaolaychi’s tale was similar to the adventure stories about monstrous animals attacking humans [...]. More specifically, twentieth-century [researchers] have recorded Hitchiti, Muskogee, Yuchi, and Sminole tales -- collectively known as Monster Lizard stories -- in which the scenario, action, and beast correspond with Yaolaychi’s narrative about Achuguilipalasco. [...] Yaolaychi’s story may have expressed southeastern Indians’ interpretations of the relationship among precious metals, dangerous powers, and European colonialism. [...] These narratives were prevalent in northern Florida, often centering on the ruins of the Spanish mission of San Luis de Apalachee. As late as 1824, one Floridian writer described how “the Indians have preserved a [...] story, which keeps them at an awful distance from San Louis [...].” Stories such as this expressed enduring associations among disease, death, Spaniards, and precious metals. [...] Yaolaychi’s skill as a storyteller, the settings in which he told these stories, and the congruencies among the three expedition members’ understanding of nature all enhanced the Monster Lizard story’s capacity to influence how the commissioners pursued and narrated knowledge. [...]

Benitiez also looked to Saint Augustine’s small learned community to corroborate his claims about the minerals and the beast. He hosted a kind of scientific conference [...]. For a small and isolated city, Saint Augustine was home to an impressive multinational community of learned men. The group that witnessed the mineralogical tests and discussed the monster included the city’s captain of engineers, a physician at the royal hospital, a Cuban pharmacist, a “very knowledgeable” Swiss planter, an Irish “Professor of Chemistry,” and, for better or worse, “many other people who happened to enter the house.” [...]

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Information about valuable minerals was potentially critical to Indian-Spanish power dynamics. Zespedes’s overriding concern in early 1790 was maintaining good relations with powerful Creek leaders and, both before and after the expedition, he tried to ensure that the travelers were not violating Indian territorial boundaries. [...] Powerful Creeks such as Alexander McGillivray would have taken the presence of mines in their territory -- and a betrayal of their existence to Spanish or U.S. officials -- very seriously. [...] It is possible that [...] leaders would have killed Yaolaychi for revealing the location of a mineral deposit [...]. Writing from Creek country in 1801, southeastern explorer John D. DeLacy told Thomas Jefferson that “it is said and asserted as fact that there is a gold mine in this Country [and that] an Indian took a small quantity of the ore to the Spaniards at Augustine [...].” However, when news of this transaction came “to the ears of the Head of the Nation they [...] decreed the death of any person that should ever attempt to [...] open the mine or take carry or give any of the ores to any white persons whatsoever but especially to the Spaniards whose inordinate thirst for it they considered as the sources of all the evils [...].”

The governor [Zespedes] thought [...] that Benitez’s experiments and his own interrogations had indicated the material validity of mineralogical findings [...]. But Zespedes did understand that the actual collection of minerals at the spring had to be approached within a larger geopolitical context. [...] He thus denied Benitez’s request to send a second expedition to the site because violating the boundaries of the Creek’s hunting grounds could alienate Spain’s Creek allies [...]. The governor worried that exploring the spring a second time might “result, on their part, in zeals, anxieties, and maybe an open break” between Indians, Anglo-Americans, and Spaniards in the Floridas. As Helen Hornbeck Tanner has argued, “the two vital concerns for a governor of East Florida” in early 1790 were forestalling Anglo-American incursions and maintaining peace with the region’s Indian groups [...] He thus decided that “it is my invariable ruling that, even if the mine really were of mercury, or gold, far from being in the interest of the royal service, it would actually be exceedingly harmful to it.”

Just like the “Head of the Nation” in the Creek story that John D. DeLacy recorded in 1801, Zespedes proclaimed the mine off-limits. Though the expedition revealed some of the congruencies between Native and European approached to nature, Spanish and Creek leaders’ reactions to the mineral knowledge it generated also suggest key similarities in their approaches to regional geopolitics [...].

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Unlike officials who sought to discover natural resources that would aid Spain in its global competition with other European empires, Spanish leaders in the borderlands sometimes avoided exploring potential sources of wealth because they aimed to maintain the geopolitical balance, not to gain ascendancy. Accruing natural knowledge did foster European power and wealth in many places [...]. But studying science in imperial borderlands suggests that colonizers were not necessarily [always] interested in or capable of producing power-promoting knowledge [...]. Power -- both Zespedes’s authority as governor and the exigencies of regional geopolitics -- determined what naturalists in Madrid and elsewhere would learn about Florida’s nature: no evidence suggests that Spanish accounts of the expedition [...] traveled to Europe. [...]

The Monster Lizard story has proven even more resilient [...]. Within the Americas, [...] Indian storytelling may have circulated colonial knowledge -- and the social and historical contexts in which it was embedded -- more effectively than European texts.

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All text above by: Cameron B. Strang. “Indian Storytelling, Scientific Knowledge, and Power in the Florida Borderlands.” The William and Mary Quarterly Vol. 70 No. 4. October 2013. [Bold emphasis and some paragraph breaks/contractions added by me. Presented here for criticism, teaching, commentary purposes.]

[nightshade-minho]

-Embers- (1)

warnings: suggestive, future smut, themes of death

wc: 5.3k

teaser 

White specks of paint, scattered across an inky sky - they truly were beautiful. You adjusted yourself on the grassy hill, eyes closing as you tried to calm your nerves. Sighing, you ran your hand over crimson scales, trying to ignore the blinding lights of your village in the distance.

“The stars are beautiful tonight.”

You wished you could stay here forever. Where the only sounds that grace your ears are the deep rumbling snores of the enormous draconian creature you're curled up against. It's a comforting sound, and yet you knew you were going to have to leave soon. Your father would be absolutely enraged if you were late to such an important event- in fact, you were sure he’d have absolutely no qualms killing you in front of the entire village and crowning a broomstick as his heir instead.

Perhaps that's why you delayed the inevitable for a little longer, nuzzling your head against the dragon's hide. Your heart was pounding in your chest as you observed your bustling village from above, frantically getting ready for the festival and the welcoming. People were decorating their houses, painting murals onto their walls and making sure everything was perfect for the guests that would arrive tonight.

The streets were lit up with lanterns, and the people milling about outside their houses were dressed up in their best. The excitement in the atmosphere was palpable, and you could almost feel it from atop the hill.

Sighing, you looked to the side, your eyes meeting enormous yellow ones.

“Aeracus...I know what you’re thinking.” You sighed and curled up your knees to your chest. “And you’re right. I’m nervous, but also excited. I can’t believe we’re going to be seeing him again after all these years. Can you?”

The dragon slowly shook his head from side to side, and you chuckled. “Do you think he’s changed? Or do you think he’s still a feline-obsessed asshole?” You smiled, his laughter ringing in your ears as you reminisced.

Slowly though, the good memories bled into terrible ones. Loss and pain, mingling in your heart and taking over your emotions. The smile disappeared from your face as you remembered what had happened. The reason he left. The reason you weren’t allowed to participate in the championships that were to be a part of the festival’s celebrations...the reason the whole village considered you an outcast, despite being the chief’s daughter.

You swallowed the lump in your throat, pushing your hair back as you slowly stood up, dusting off your tunic. You pressed a kiss to the dragon’s neck, sighing.

“I’m going to go, Aeracus. Honestly, you should be grateful you don’t have to partake in these events.”

The dragon let out a disapproving rumble at that, and your face softened. That was a low blow. After all, it wasn’t his fault that he was forced to to refrain from joining his fellow dragons in the games. No, the blame was to be shared between you and Minho.

The felicity in your heart was intertwined with a faint sense of lingering sorrow. It happened so many years ago, and yet the echoes were still fresh in your mind...

You couldn’t deny that you were desperate to see him again. In fact, saying you were desperate would probably be an understatement. You were thrilled, electrified- and yet, oh so anxious.

You clenched your fists, taking in a deep breath and starting to descend the hill. You’d put it off for long enough.

***

“Children, listen carefully, now.”

The boy next to you didn’t heed the elder’s warning, continuing to draw on the back of his hand.

“Minho! Pay attention, or I will have to call your father.”

Minho looked up, scowling. He placed the chalk down and pursed his lips, directing his attention towards the clay figurines that were laid out in front of the elderly woman. You, as well as the 10 other kids in the cottage, were fascinated by the story being told. The woman was teaching you about your culture, the information you needed to know regarding the upcoming ceremony. It was important, and yet Minho couldn’t bring himself to care. He liked cats more than dragons anyway.

“As I was saying.” She cleared her throat, resuming her lesson.

“Now that you children are 13, you are no longer babies. Certain things are expected of you. You have embarked on your journey to adulthood...and thus, there are certain things you must know. The elements of our village, for one.”

She gestured to the figurines on the dirt floor in front of her. “As you all already know, there are four elements.” She pointed to a spiky pyramid, and then to a smooth sphere. “Ember, Aqua...” Her fingers moved to the next pair- a rough cube and a glassy cone. “...Terra and Aer. These are the symbols of the elements. Of course, you all have already seen the life-sized versions of these in our square.”

Eager nods, making her continue with a pleased smile.

“Every dragon on this planet has a corresponding element that they have control over. They possess immense power, and the ability to command these elements.”

Minho raised an eyebrow, intrigued. Hm, maybe this wasn’t as lame as he’d thought it would be..

“I’m sure you children have seen your parents, older friends and relatives with their dragons.” There was a chorus of agreement, and the woman nodded.

“Well, from next week onwards, you will each have your own dragons. Through the ceremony, you will all be assigned a hatchling, with which you will spend the rest of your life.”

Minho hummed in curiosity as the woman dismissed the class. “Good luck, loves. Remember, there will be a few more classes to brief you further.”

The others started filing out slowly as you turned to Minho. “Isn’t this exciting?” You tilted your head, running your eyes over the figurines. “Since my family are all fire elementals, do you think I’ll get an ember dragon?”

“I don’t think it works that way. My father said it doesn’t matter what family you come from, the dragon you get matched with can be of any element, apparently. Though it hasn’t ever happened yet.” He shrugged.

“Really?”

“Yeah.” He yawned. “I already knew everything she said. I could have used this valuable time for something else.” He was lying, to be honest. The only thing he knew about dragons was what he’d just told you.  

“Like what?”

“I don’t know. Do you wanna go to the lake?”

You grinned. “Sure, let’s!” You nodded in agreement as Minho stood up eagerly, grabbing your hand and pulling you out of the cottage. You giggled as he dragged you. “Hey, slow down! Also, we can’t be there for long. We’ve got to be home for that joint dinner, or our fathers will be very mad.”

“Eh, they’d barely notice if we’re gone. When discussing village matters, they don’t give a fuck about their own children, even.” He muttered bitterly.

“Well...that is true.” You sighed as Minho pulled you all the way to the lake, weaving past the villagers, even bumping into some of them. A few of them frowned and made shouts of displeasure, while others didn’t seem to mind. Or maybe they did, and was just too afraid to voice their anger towards the chiefs’ children.

The cottages start becoming more sparse, the trees more tightly clustered. Minho held your hand tightly as you made your way through the woods. Finally, the two of you reached the clearing.

Letting go of your hand gently, Minho sat at the edge of the lake, beckoning you over to sit next to him.

“I wish this place wasn’t so far away from the village.” You sighed, legs aching as you flopped down onto the grass.

Minho shook his head slowly, his fingers fiddling with a tiny dandelion he’d pulled out. “The further away, the better.” He grumbled, blowing on it and watching as the seeds floated in the breeze.

You sighed. There it was, again. You knew better than to oppose him, so you hummed, scooting a little closer and placing your hand on top of his. “I know you want to leave this place. I know you want to...to explore the world. I just want you to know that whatever you decide to do, I’ll be by your side.” You said honestly.

Minho looked up at you. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

He felt like there was a lump in his throat. Minho knew how much this village and its culture meant to you. You were really willing to do that for him? Leave, and never come back?

“Listen here, Miss L/n.” He turned to you, inhaling as he pressed a kiss to your forehead, his lips soft as they brushed against your skin. You blushed, staring at him with wide eyes as he spoke.

“I’m the one who’s going to be making the sacrifices here, alright? I’m older than you, remember? I call the shots.” He chuckled, booping your nose. 

“I love you so much, star.”

You cringed at the nickname, shoving him away. “Stop calling me that, you sound like a character in one of Mr Yang’s cheesy novels.”

He smirked at that. “I’ll never stop calling you that. You’re my star, cause you light up my world and guide me when everything’s dark.” He reasoned, laughing and throwing his head back as he watched you wrinkle your nose in disgust, looking a little like a bunny.

Humming, Minho lay back on the grass, and you followed suit after a minute of hesitation.

“I don’t mind you calling me that. Just don’t do it in front of people.”

“Okay, I won’t. It’s just us all the time, anyway...”

The two of you stared up at the sky, listening to the calm sounds of frogs ribbiting, birds chirping, and the splashing sounds of the fish in the lake. Above it all though, was the sound of your heart, beating persistently as Minho’s fingers creeped closer to yours, intertwining your hands.

“It’s always us...”

***

Your father had explained to you that since your family consisted entirely of ember elementals, your dragon would be of the same kind as well. This went against what Minho had told you before, and your mind was swimming with all the different information you were receiving.

“But...Minho said it doesn’t work that way.”

He sat on his armchair, chewing on  a chicken leg as he raised an eyebrow. “Really? Well, he’s wrong.” He sighed, shaking his head. “It’s never happened in centuries, and it’s not gonna happen now. You’re an Ember, through and through.”

You purse your lips. “Well, you’re always right, Father.”

He nodded, not picking up on the snark your sentence was dripping with. "The bond you share with your dragon is one that can never be replicated. You choose it, and it chooses you. It is truly a beautiful process, a spectacle to behold. Every single villager will be watching, so you better hold your head high. Make me proud."

You were about to reply when you heard a knock on your door. Glancing at your father for permission, you stood up. heading through the long hallway to open the front door.

“Minho?”

You looked at him, tilting your head at his troubled expression. “What’s up?

“I came to give you these.” He said softly, looking around before showing you the fiery petals in his palms. “I borrowed a herbology book from the library a few months ago, and learnt how to grow these. Ignis flowers. They’re symbols of good luck, apparently.”

He took your hand, placing the petals on your palm. “They reminded me of you.”

Your eyes widened slowly. “Wow...Minho, I didn’t get you anything...” You said guiltily, humming when Minho gently pulled you into a hug.

“You don’t have to. I’ve got to go home, now. See you tomorrow!”

You nodded, the petals safe in your hands as he left hurriedly. You watched him head to his house, opposite to yours.

After he left, you were about to head to bed when your father asked you to stay back. Confused, you went over to sit in front of him, tilting your head in confusion.

“Who was at the door?”

“It was just Minho.” You shrugged, eyeing your father as he groaned, massaging his forehead. He looked like he was contemplating something, his wrinkles seeming especially prominent.

"Child, be wary of your...friend."

"Friend...?" You knew he meant Minho. You'd never heard him address him in that manner though - void of affection.

Minho's father and yours were co-chiefs of the village, best friends since birth. He’d always treated Minho like his own son. What had brought on this sudden hostility?

He noticed the expression on your face, sighing and patting your shoulder. "I'm just asking you to be careful, dear. There is talk of the Aer elementals gaining power at an accelerated rate these days. Aer dragons are growing up to be stronger, even more so than our Ember ones. It's truly a strange phenomenon. I do not want to be one of these people who is suspicious of everything and everyone...but both the kid and his father have changed. Even I can't deny that."

You swallowed at his words, watching as his face drifted off, deep in thought. You'd heard of it too- hushed whispers claiming that a single chief would be preferable for the village. And if your father's hunch was right...no, you didn't want to think about it.

Minho wouldn't ever betray you. You'd known him since before you could talk. you’d build up a lot of trust in each other over the years. There was no one else you knew as well. If you couldn’t trust him, who could?

No. He would never hurt you. You were sure of it.

***

The whole village was buzzing for weeks after the ceremony took place. They simply couldn't understand what had happened. It was unprecedented- and the news spread like wildfire.

You were matched with a majestic Aer creature, and Minho a beautiful crimson beast of Ember. Mistakes weren't possible- the process was never questioned- but that didn't mean people weren't bewildered.

For centuries, no one had managed to match with a dragon that controlled an element that differed from theirs.

Neither of you could understand why your fathers and the villagers were so perplexed, though. Was it really as big of a deal as they made it seem?

"I don't get it. Why is it such a humongous problem? They’re just dragons. What’s the need for all this drama?" Minho rolled his eyes as he spoke.

You stroked your dragon's neck slowly as you watched him, huffing and ranting away. ‘Just dragons.’ There was a part of you that understood all the hubbub. The people loved gossip- especially if it involved the chiefs.

"It really isn't. They're both so beautiful, I don't really care what element they control."

You looked at your dragon, curled next to you. You wouldn't admit it, but she looked a little too beautiful- almost to the point where it intimidated you.

Translucent, white scales that reflected rainbows of light...long, beautiful almond shaped eyes that were the color of the ocean. She was larger and brighter than Minho's dragon as well. Your father had been right...the Aer dragons were evolving quicker, somehow.

She was quiet and regal, her sleek body elegant and her demeanor refined. You didn’t really have much in common, to be honest. You’d named her Caeli- a name that wasn’t really all that creative, but it would do. Besides, it seemed to fit.

Minho looked at you, sighing slowly. "Aeracus seems hungry. Father will be expecting me soon anyway, I think I'll go home now, Y/n."

"Bye, Min."

He shot you a dashing grin before standing up, climbing his dragon.

As they left, a great whoosh of wind rustling your hair, you looked up at your dragon. She was staring at the water, her eyes narrowed.

You were starting to feel a little worried. You couldn’t exactly...hear her thoughts. She seemed too closed off, barely even looking at you as she blankly watched the frogs jump from one lilypad to the other. You didn’t feel that special bond everyone had been talking about for years, insisting to you that it would be a connection so profound you wouldn’t be able to live without it.

Did she not like you? You looked so average next to her ethereality, drab and plain as opposed to her stunning beauty.

You couldn’t blame her, really.

***

When Minho stood next to your dragon, the sight somehow made more sense. He was  beautiful, and so was the creature next to him. They fit together perfectly.

Aeracus on the other hand, was slightly more average. He was majestic as well, but not on the same level as Caeli. You felt more at home riding him, somehow. Like...he was the one that was meant to be yours.

Of course, you wouldn’t ever tell anyone about this. It could be considered infidelity, even. Your father was disappointed enough in you as it was. Four years of training with Caeli, and you still weren’t able to channel her power into...anything. She just wouldn’t co-operate.

"There you go..." He finished slipping the harness onto Caeli, dusting off his hands as he came back over to you, giggling as Aeracus rubbed his big head against your side.

Minho raised his eyebrows at the display of affection. Aeracus was never that amicable to him. Yes, he listened to him...but that was about it. And yet, to you...he always noticed how the two of you seemed to have some sort of connection. He’d mentioned this to his father once, only to be called ridiculous.

Then again, he couldn’t blame the dragon for having a soft spot for you. Who wouldn’t?

“Hey...” He looked down at you as the dragon pulled away, ambling off to Caeli’s side. You glanced up slowly when Minho cleared his throat, leaning in a little as his fingers ran through your tresses. Your cheeks flushed, eyes widening slightly at his touch.

"A leaf. In your hair." He mumbled, throwing said leaf onto the ground as he stared into your eyes.

Your heart was thudding loudly in your chest as your gaze ran over his features, so close to your face. Fuck, he was so deathly handsome, even more so now that you were both almost adults. Puberty had treated him well.

A little too well.

The girls in the square swooning over Minho became a regular occurrence now. You couldn't even seem to go anywhere with your best friend, without having a mob of fangirls following closely.

When he was this close to you, it became overwhelmingly evident why his fans were so enamored by him. Lee Minho really was beautiful.

"Careful, a fly might make its nest in your mouth." He chuckled. "What's up, kitten? You look on edge."

That was the other thing. His latest habit of calling you pet names- the likes of which included princess and kitten- had come out of nowhere. He really seemed to enjoy making you blush. At times like this, you wished he would have just stuck with ‘star’.

“Nothing.” You stuttered, avoiding his eyes and choosing to focus your stare on the ground. Minho wasn’t in the mood for your shyness, though. He placed his finger under your chin, tilting your face up to look at him.

“You sure about that? Is there a reason you look so flustered right now?” He breathed, leaning in closer until your noses were brushing.

Oh, fuck you, Lee.

You'd always thought Minho was attractive. Of course. You'd be blind not to notice. And yet, at this proximity, you felt like you haven’t ever truly appreciated just how fucking hot the man in front of you was.

And so you did something you never thought you’d have the courage to do.

Leaning in, you closed the distance between the two of you, lips crashing against his. To Minho’s credit, he wasn’t all that shocked. Smirking against you, his arms wrapped around your waist as he pulled you closer, gluing your body to his.

Backing you up against a tree, Minho was quick to lift your thigh, slotting your hips together as he ran his tongue over your bottom lip.

A groan left you as he slid his hand under your shirt, pulling away to stare at you, the sight of your swollen lips affecting him in ways he couldn’t quite describe.

“What...what did we just-”

He shut you up with another kiss, rougher than the last one. Breathless pecks, desperately claiming you with his lips as he pressed himself against you.

“Just go with the flow, baby.”

And so you did.

***

As you carefully made your way down, your mind was racing with a million thoughts. The thought of seeing your boyfriend again after so many years scared you as much as it excited you. After all...it wasn’t like you parted on good terms.

You still remembered the heartbroken look on his face, the last time you saw him. You couldn’t tell him that you’d tried everything, tried your best to reason with your father who simply refused to budge. He’d expected you to do something more...but what?

It wasn’t his fault. It was a fucking accident, and yet he’d had to take the blame.

Deep down, though, you knew what your father’s real intentions had been when he banished Minho and his father from the village. Of course, Caeli’s death had shaken him- the entire village had been in a state of shock. The death of a dragon was the most tragic event that could possibly befall a village. And when said dragon happened to belong to the chief’s daughter? Shattering.

At the end of the day though, it was a convenient incident...one that happened to take place just as your father’s status was being questioned. A blessing in disguise, for him.

“It’s okay, my child. Yes, you suffered a great loss, but I know you weren’t that close to it. We must move on. On the bright side, you can focus on your studies now! Isn’t that what you’ve always wanted to do?”

You scoffed, his words repeating themselves in your brain. Bullshit. There was no bright side, nor would there ever be one without Minho in your life.

***

“There you are. Where were you?"

"I...was with Aeracus." You didn't see the point in lying. Your brain was too tired to come up with a believable fabrication anyway.

As expected, his face screwed up in anger as he glared, standing up.

"Why?" He hissed. "Let me remind you he is not your dragon. How many times have I told you not to get too close to it?"

"Aeracus and I have a bond." You mumbled.

"No. You don't. A bond is forged between a dragon and its owner by forces beyond our control. This measly 'friendship', if you can even call it that, is trivial. At the end of the day, it doesn't really belong to you. It belongs to the boy who betrayed you."

You couldn't bring yourself to react any more. Your father was old-fashioned, his opinions set in stone. ‘Betrayed’. You wanted to scoff.

You turned around without a word, heading for your room. There was no energy left in your body, yet the exhaustion was overpowered by your emotions.

"Y/n, wait."

You stopped, turning and looking at him. "What?"

"Your maids are waiting to dress you. Don't argue with them. You are to wear the outfit I picked out for you. Today's dinner is extremely important." He paused. "And...what I said before still stands. The dragon won't hesitate to betray you, especially now that his true owner is coming back. Be...be careful." Your father said quietly, his face softening.

You sighed. "I will be."

"Good."

He dismissed you. You heaved a sigh of relief under your breath and headed out, opening the door to your own room.

You would never admit this to your father, but as nervous as you were, you were secretly looking forward to the dinner. To see him again.

If you closed your eyes and immersed yourself deep enough into your imagination, you could still feel his touch ghosting along your thighs. His soft lips, pressing against yours.

You missed his voice, his tight hugs...you missed everything about him. You'd only ever felt safe in his arms.

The loneliness and pain had consumed you when he left. Maybe that's why you latched on to Aeracus, the last remnant of Minho in this village that seemed so much more dreary without his presence.

"Miss Y/n! We have no time to lose." Your head maid scurried about your room with two others, spreading out your dress on your bed. One of the maids- Sylvia, you think her name was- snuck up behind you and began undressing you. Yes, you were used to this, but the layer of urgency in the atmosphere was a lot more profound tonight.

The entire village was on edge, and you couldn’t really blame them. The first Elemental Championships, and they were being hosted at your village. The exhilaration was understandable...you couldn't bring yourself to feel the same way, though. Maybe if you were actually participating, you’d feel different.

You looked at the dress the maid was holding onto, initially without much interest...but your eyes widened when it came into view.

It was beautiful, yet simple...the color of spun gold, with tiny rubies clustered at the bodice. The sleeves fell of the shoulders delicately, and the material was diaphanous, the texture rich.

“Wow....Sylvia, you made this?”

“I did. It took me a year.” She smiled widely, your grin satisfying her. “Do you really like it, Miss Y/n?” There was a hopeful lilt to her voice, and your grin grew wider as they started helping you into it.

“Like it? I love it! You’ve really outdone yourself this time.”

She nodded in content, lacing up the back as the other maids began on your makeup. Usually, you didn’t like being treated as a doll, your servants fussing over you and your appearance. Today, though...

You could barely believe the reflection you were seeing in the mirror belonged to you. You'd never felt so glamorous before. 

“You look beautiful, Miss.” Sylvia said softly, adjusting your sleeves.

You couldn’t wait for Minho to see you in this dress.

“Ann?” Another servant’s head appeared around the corner. “It’s time. They will arrive any moment now.”

A flurry of anxious noises and exclamations filled the room as they worked on you faster. You took a deep breath in, your mind blank and full of thoughts at the same time.

***

You stood next to your father, hands clasped in front of you. Surreptitiously, you raised your hand to your forehead, wiping away a few drops of perspiration. It was happening, you were finally going to see Minho again. And if your father successfully manages to make amends with his- fuck, you were grinning just thinking about it. 

The villagers standing behind you were all dressed in their best as well, and the lanterns shone brightly, washing over everything. The air was sparkling, the atmosphere charged with electricity. Everyone had their eyes trained on the sky, waiting for Minho’s people. The two other villages were to come tomorrow, according to the letters.

Four villages. All competing in the championship yours was hosting. It was nerve-wracking, the amount of people who would be crammed into your village, which was big enough, really- possibly the largest in the country- it still stressed you out, though. Since there weren’t enough guest houses to fit everyone, a lot of the visitors would be staying with your villagers, the chiefs and their families staying at your house. You were keenly aware of the fact that this meant Minho would be in the same living quarters as you. Your heart pounded at the prospect.

Later in the night, you were planning to sneak into his room, since you obviously wouldn’t be allowed to talk to him during the dinner. At least, you wouldn’t be able to communicate the things you so desperately wanted to say to him. Every part of you tingled as you thought about what you’d say to him. 

You felt light as a feather as you stared at the starry sky, eyes widening slightly as you spotted the thousands of dots in the distance, flying closer. Anticipation and exhilaration mingled in you as you waited for them to arrive. Just the thought of feeling Minho pressed up against you again, whispering in your ear how much he loved you...it made you want to cry, almost. You’d waited for this moment for too long.

The conch shell was blown as they reached the edge of the forest. More than a thousand dragons, covered in finery, just like their riders.

Hmm. There were a lot more than you expected. You’d only been anticipating about a hundred, since it was only Minho’s village that was coming tonight. Or so you’d thought...

You turned your head to look at your father, letting the confusion show on your face. Noticing your expression, he shrugged. “It looks like all three decided to come tonight.”

You frowned, looking back at the dragons that were at the border now, preparing for landing. That was weird.

You observed the dragons that had landed, your eyebrows furrowing. Huh.

The three dragons at the front were a lot bulkier than the ones in the back. Darker colors, almost hulking muscles and narrow eyes. They looked like no dragon you’d ever seen before. The sight was almost unsettling. You felt a faint sense of dread spreading over you, a feeling you tried to push away as your eyes searched each dragon’s back for Minho.

You recognized Minho’s father right away. He was at the very front, along with two other old men on a green and blue dragon respectively, that you realized were the chiefs of the other two villages. Surprisingly though, Minho wasn’t sat behind him. You’d assumed it to be that way...after all, Minho’s dragon was still here. So where was he? Your eyebrows furrowed, not wanting to assume the worst right away. You wildly looked over them all, craning your neck slightly. You didn’t want to seem too eager, but it’s not like you could help yourself. Could anyone blame you? Here you were, about to meet the first and only person you’d ever fallen in love with, after years of yearning and loneliness.

As your father stepped forward, a smile on his face to greet the chiefs, you finally saw him.

For a minute, it was like you couldn’t breathe. He looked as beautiful as ever, his feline eyes twinkling, his dark hair exposing part of his smooth forehead. His hands gripped the reins so tightly his knuckles were white, and the way he sat on his dragon was regal, his expression confident and filled with determination. He was older, and somehow even more handsome than the last time you saw him. You didn’t even think that was possible.

You swallowed, your breath catching in your throat as his eyes finally met yours.

It was like time had ceased for a minute. You smiled slowly, happy tears pricking at your eyes as you took in his face.

He didn’t smile back.

And that’s when you noticed the pale arms wrapped around his waist. Confused, you watched as the chiefs dismounted the dragons, along with their heirs. Minho alighted from the dragon, helping down the woman who had been holding onto him. He held her hands gently, leaning in to press a kiss to her forehead.

You felt like your whole world had collapsed, bile rising in your throat as you watched her giggle. You noticed she was dressed in blue, her clothing that of a heiress. As they approached, your eyes fell on the sparkling ring on her finger...one that matched Minho’s.

When his eyes looked into yours again, they were cold, just like your heart.

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(Painting - Antoine Gros: Eugène Beauharnais, aged 15) And yet another Egyptian tale from Eugène de Beauharnais’ memoir fragments. This time, it’s a real harem story. It takes place shortly after the French had won the »Battle of the Pyramids« and occupied Cairo. Mourad-Bey, one of the two Mameluk leaders, had fled the city, but his harem, apparently consisting of several dozends of women, had remained behind, like most families of the Mameluks. As Eugène puts it:

»Quelques jours après notre arrivée au Caire, je fus envoyé chez la femme de Mourad-Bey, que ce chef de mamelukes y avait laissée avec tout son sérail. Voici à quelle occasion. Des officiers français, et entre autres le chef d’escadron Rapp, avaient reçu des coups de poignard dans les rues du Caire; les assaillants avaient échappé à nos pursuites, en sorte qu’on pouvait craindre qu’il n’y eût des mamelukes cachés dans cette ville. Dans cette supposition, la maison de Mourad-Bey devait paraître plus suspecte que toute autre. En conséquence, je me rendis chez sa femme, par ordre du général en chef, pour l’assurer que sa maison et ses biens seraient respectés, et qu’elle pourrait compter sur la protection des français, pourvu qu’elle s’abstint de toute communication avec l’ennemi et qu’elle promit de ne donner aucun asile aux malintentionnés. Madame Mourad-Bey me reçut avec la plus grande distinction et me servit elle-même le café. On a imprimé quelque part qu’elle me fit cadeau d’un diamant d’une grande valeur, mais c’est une erreur. Elle protesta de son exactitude à remplir les conditions qu’on exigeait d’elle, et, pour me convaincre que sa maison ne recélait aucune personne suspecte, elle voulut absolument que je la parcourusse avec elle. Nous traversâmes, au rez-de-chaussée, de vastes pièces où se trouvaient empilés une grande quantité de coussins et de carreaux de toute espèce, et je dois avouer franchement que je n’étais pas sans une sorte d’inquiétude, craignant de voir sortir à l’improviste de dessous ces coussins quelqu’un de ces mameluks habiles dans l’art de couper les têtes.

Le premier étage était occupé par les femmes composant le harem de Mourad-Bey; elles y étaient distribuées comme par chambrée. C’est là qu’une scène grotesque et fort embarrassante m’attendait. A l’aspect d’un être aussi nouveau que je l’étais pour la plupart de ces femmes, elles manifestent la curiosité la plus importune; elles m’entourent, me pressent, veulent toucher et défaire mes vêtements, et poussent leurs attouchements jusqu’au dernier degré d’indécence. En vain Madame Mourad-Bey leur ordonne de se rétirer; en vain je les repousse moi-même assez rudement; il fallut appeler les eunuques, qui, accourant à la voix de leur maîtresse, frappent à coups redoublés de nerf de boeuf sur ces forcenées et les obligent enfin à lâcher prise.«

***

A couple of days after our arrival in Cairo, I was sent to the wife of Murad-Bey, left here by this chief of the Mamluks with all his seraglio. This is why I was sent. French officers, and among others the squadron leader Rapp, had been stabbed in the streets of Cairo; the assailants had escaped our pursuits, so that it was to be feared that there were Mamelukes hidden in this city. On this supposition, the house of Murad-Bey must have seemed more suspicious than any other. Consequently, I went to his wife's house, by order of the General-in-Chief, to assure her that her household and property would be respected, and that she could count on the protection of the French, provided that she abstained from all communication with the enemy and promised not to give any shelter to the ill-intentioned. Madame Mourad-Bey received me with the greatest distinction and herself served me coffee. It has been printed somewhere that she presented me with a diamond of great value, but this is a mistake. She protested that she had fulfilled the conditions required of her, and to convince me that there were no suspicious persons in her house, she insisted that I should go through it with her. On the ground floor we passed through spacious rooms, where there were piles of cushions and tiles of all kinds, and I have to confess frankly that I was not without a sort of anxiety, fearing that from beneath these cushions one of those Mamelukes skilled in the art of cutting off heads might suddenly emerge.

The first floor was occupied by the women who made up the harem of Murad-Bey; they were distributed there as if by room. It was there that a grotesque and highly embarrassing scene awaited me. At the appearance of a being as new as I was to most of these women, they manifested the most importunate curiosity; they surrounded me, pressed me, wanted to touch and undo my clothes, and pushed their touching to the last degree of indecency. In vain Madame Mourad-Bey ordered them to withdraw; in vain I myself repulsed them rather roughly; the eunuchs had to be called, who, running to the voice of their mistress, struck these madwomen with repeated blows of pizzles and finally forced them to let go. (DuCasse, Mémoires et Correspondance politique et militaire du Prince Eugène, tome 1)

On first reading this, I was utterly convinced Eugène had made that part up. Just to spice up his memoirs – after all, what’s a story about Egypt without at least a little harem story, right? But since then I have learned that Napoleon himself, writing about the Egyptian campaign on Saint Helena, mentioned that he had sent Eugène to Mourad-Bey’s wife, adding:

He sent to her Capitaine Beauharnais [sic; in truth Eugène was seventeen at the time and only a sub-lieutenant], his stepson, to convey his greetings and to give her a firman [document] guaranteeing her the possession of all her villages. She was very rich [...] and the harem over which she ruled consisted of fifty women from all countries and of all colours. The officers of the palace had a lot of trouble keeping them back; all the slaves wanted to see the young and handsome Frenchman.

I assume he was still grinning inwardly at the memory of his 17-year-old stepson, somewhat disconcerted and dishevelled, reporting back to headquarters that day…

And I love the idea of Eugène nervously checking every room for hidden assassins, only to be assaulted in a very different way.

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Basic Administration Team

June has greater than a decade of working experience within the area of Specific Learning Difficulties. She is a Fellow with the Register of Educational Therapists and a professional trainer with a WSQ Advanced Certificate in Training and Assessment . 

Previously an academic therapist concerned in dyslexia intervention,her earlier experiences increase her present function as a instructor educator and enable her to adopt a grounded perspective in her ideas and approach. June is passionate about making dyslexia work for dyslexics and believes that dyslexia can turn into their asset if we educate them how. 

She is committed to empowering mother and father, educators and schools with knowledge and sensible abilities in order that students with dyslexia may be given the best support to thrive. 

She is presently pursuing a doctorate diploma at the National Institute of Education , Singapore and the University College London, Institute of Education with a special curiosity within the matter of inclusion of children with delicate learning difficulties in mainstream school.

 The BM WSQ’s complete method ensures that professionals, managers, and executives seeking to develop their careers additional shall be geared up with useful skills to make them an asset in any office.

Since October 2007, Ms Shiina has been liable for gross sales and advertising actions for Japan and South Korea. She additionally leads, coordinates and supervises the overall operational and enterprise growth actions for the Group in Japan. 

Ms Lee joined Banyan Tree in 2001 as a Cost Manager and was promoted to Senior Vice President in 2018. She oversees the development of all new projects by the Banyan Tree Group, with a concentrate on governance of project and procurement processes because the Group’s footprint expands.

At Banyan Tree Group, she leads Brand HQ, liable for brand growth and strategy across its multi-branded portfolio. This encompasses buyer expertise, culture and development, communications and assurance, working with cross-practical groups for important change projects within the Group. 

Ms Ho joined the group in 2009 in various roles across Operations and Headquarters, and started leading the Spa and Gallery enterprise unit from 2017. 

In her present function, she spearheads the Group’s transformation drive in direction of developing a digitally-ahead ecosystem of brands round wellbeing and sustainability. Mr. Moy made a transition in his career from banking and funding to hospitality in 2009 where he served as Executive Vice President and Secretary to the Board of Capella Hotel Group, a subsidiary of Pontiac Land Group, for over eleven years. 

During that point, he was instrumental in build up the hospitality and managed residences enterprise where he was responsible for growth, pre-opening, proprietor stakeholder asset administration and managing corporate function operations.

Siang was a member of the US-based mostly International Dyslexia Association from 2016 to 2018 and Chair of their Global Partners Committee from 2016 to 2018, he still remains a member of the Global Partners Committee representing Singapore. 

He has performed a key position in the speedy progress of DAS right into a thriving social enterprise with a multi-disciplinary skilled workforce that gives a continuum of providers. 

He emphasizes that DAS "should strive to fulfil our social mission by combining entrepreneurial and business skills with the philanthropic characteristics of non-earnings". 

Hospitality and tourism properties, by the nature of the service that they provide, must be open, pleasant and simply accessible to guests and most of the people which makes them susceptible to threats.

Prior to joining DAS, she spent 13 years as the Chief Financial Officer of Oakwood Asia Pacific, which manages a few of Asia's finest serviced residences in China, India, Japan, Korea, Thailand, Philippines and Indonesia. If we checked out what B2B companies are doing now, you’d suppose brief time period activation is one of the simplest ways to grow their enterprise.

learners will perceive the macro and micro features of international business, from the evaluation of a rustic's setting, to trade analysis, timing of entry and mode of entry. Human Resource Management performs a strategic position in the overall firm course and the accomplishment of its targets and objectives.

 Financial Management encompasses the planning, execution, controlling and monitoring of resources and enterprise processes to achieve organisational objectives, significantly the aim of maximising shareholders’ wealth. 

This module offers learners with an understanding of the monetary statements of firms, including evaluation and interpretation, in addition to methods around Accounts Receivable, Inventory and Working Capital management. It additional utilizes the ideas of time worth of cash and threat vis-à-vis returns to make learners aware of its impact on associated topics corresponding to capital budgeting, short- and lengthy-term financing selections. 

Lastly, learners shall be guided via the budgeting and efficiency analysis phase as well as relevant costing for determination making. Mitsubishi Corporation is Japan's largest and most diverse basic buying and selling and investment company with over one hundred twenty bases of operations in approximately 90 nations worldwide. interims manager

MGAs additionally bring expertise to the table, such as on-line platforms that combine with wholesale channels or merchandise that speed up the quoting course of, that help impartial agents present higher providers to their clients.

 Agents can realise larger commissions by working with an MGA that has a diverse network of insurers, allowing agents to review the commission construction and have the choice to promote insurers’ products that provide the best rates. As Vice-President, Head of Growth, since January 2020, Mr Ong is responsible for developing gross sales strategies to meet revenue and progress targets. 

He will present strategic enterprise leadership, set direction and goals and oversee sales effort. He will be working carefully with his Global Sales staff, the cluster DOSMs, resorts‘ General Managers and DOSMs. 

In his 28 years with the Group, he has served in numerous capacities to develop Laguna Phuket into an expensive life-style group. He was involved within the pre-opening for Sheraton Grande , Laguna Golf Phuket, Allamanda, Canal Village and Banyan Tree Phuket, in addition to Banyan Tree Bangkok.

This is a 12-week internship attachment to a business, public or governmental organisation, either domestically or overseas. The attachment provides learners with real-life working experiences and develops in them the best work angle, a apply-oriented or hands-on mindset and the ability to work with individuals in an organisation.

Participating organisations will provide an in depth training programme, which can include project assignments and/or rotational on-the-job coaching. In at present’s disruptive economy, entrepreneurial qualities become essential belongings for all individuals - whether for aspiring entrepreneurs or for company employees who desire to be effective and impactful contributors in the organisation and society at giant.

This course is especially relevant if you are thinking about a consulting profession or have entrepreneurial inclinations. If you are interested in different business functions similar to finance or marketing, you may recognize the fabric in this course because it provides a greater perspective on the overall workings of a business organisation. 

ModuleObjectiveOperationsThe operations operate in an organisation is responsible for the design, control, and improvement of methods involved with the production and supply of goods and providers. As operations account for a good portion of the worth add and value in any enterprise, even a small benefit in operations can mean the distinction between successful and losing in a competitive market.

She also provides oversight and support of the Group’s functional committees in China and the day-to-day operations of the Group’s subsidiary in China. Ms Ho holds a Bachelor of Science in Sociology and Economic Development from the London School of Economics, and a Certificate in Accounting and Finance from the National University of Singapore.

Empowered with T-formed competencies, working professionals can remain aggressive globally and operate efficiently in different business environments. framework aims to cultivate versatile ‘T-shaped Professionals’ who possess deep expertise in a particular domain space as well as general knowledge in areas related to enterprise management or operations. 

Develop a good understanding of global affairs and information in worldwide enterprise and trade. You will also get plenty of networking opportunities and publicity in emerging markets through study journeys, overseas attachments and immersion programmes. Gain knowledge and abilities to plan, organise and implement efficient CRM programmes that can assist businesses ship good service.

You will study basic business subjects and important, specialised expertise similar to digital marketing, business analytics and design thinking. The place of a basic supervisor requires management qualities and the flexibility to oversee a business and lead a team of staff.

Since being appointed to his current position in January 2019, Mr Lim has overseen the Group’s lodge openings and hotel operations in key areas worldwide. Mr Chin is the Managing Director of the Banyan Tree Group of Companies in China, in three way partnership with China Vanke.

She has 30 years of experience in the construction and real estate industry, having practised in both the private and non-private sectors. Mr Kusumadi oversees the architectural, tasks and enterprise improvement functions within the Banyan Tree Group, the place he is solely answerable for the design and technical advisory services, project development and enterprise development activities outdoors of China.