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Armand in love, dominating or dominated?

"My dear American friend, who thinks of me often and has dominated my mind ever since I laid eyes upon him. Don't."

This quote is so great in how it parallels the bits we've seen of Armand and Louis' relationship in Dubai, of Armand dominating and/or wanting to dominate (or at least lead) Louis and their relationship while also positioning himself as someone who serves, who worships, who's owned. Look at him using the vocabulary of defeat and surrender to express his attraction, while in the same breath... giving Louis an order!

Love and power

Throughout the whole conversation after "You carry yourself well", Armand's reaction to Louis' seduction goes crescendo:

-> distant ("Tricky")

-> inquisitive ("Pity she was made so young")

-> condescending ("You must work harder on [blocking your thoughts]...")

-> authoritative ("Don't"/"Shut your mind if you hear his name"/"Armand for you")

But Armand only whips out a confirmation of his attraction (the quote at the top) as he assumes a fully authoritative, all-knowing, master-like stance - one so overt it prompts Louis to call him "Maître"* - making their mutual attraction inseparable from the concept of domination.

And then he does it again! "Armand for you." (Call me something more intimate - I'm opening up to you, I'm vulnerable... and I'm not asking.)

The word "Maître"

*"Maître" in French means "Master". We know it's what Armand is called as the leader of the company in the show. Does he call it an "endearment" so he can pretend he doesn't have that much authority?

Also, the word is crazy because like in English, all its meanings are related to authority, and almost all of them fit one or more of these nuances:

someone who teaches

someone who leads

someone who owns

[armandsbf]

THE INTRODUCTION OF LISSETTE DE LIONCOURT

TIMELINE: 1910-1917 / 2022

SETTING: NEW ORLEANS / DUBAI

NEW ORLEANS, 1910

Lissette de Lioncourt at 7 years old

Lissette often wondered why exactly her papa had decided to take them to New Orleans. She hadn't been in Paris very long, especially after running from the orphanage and being found by him. He'd claimed her as his own and taken them far, far away soon after.

Not that she minded. Paris had odd memories for her, if only a few.

She knew exactly what her father was and what he did, but she never thought it an issue. He'd made it very clear that once she reached a certain age, she'd be turned as well, as he refused to live in a world without her. She found that the idea wasn't as repulsive as it could've been. The idea of being with her father forever, the idea of eternal family.

Tonight Lissette's papa had gone to a poker game and of course, as he refused to go most places without her, she'd gone right along with him. She'd either be cuddled in his lap, or outside sitting peacefully with her pen and paper. Lestat had done well teaching her art and music. She was only seven, but her love for the piano was almost as strong as her father's.

As she sat outside the room where the game happened, her legs dangling off the couch, she hummed softly to herself. A melody her father had written for her that always put her to sleep. She traced the drawing with her fingertips, not quite sure how truly good the drawing was.

"Ma petite!" She heard from the game room, knowing it was her father's way of calling to her. She clutched onto her drawing, little legs running to him, her dress shuffling as she ran. She opened the door and watched as Lestat's smile grew large and content, a glimmer of proudness in his eyes. "Ah, there she is. The apple of my eye. Venez ici." Come here.

She giggled and fell into his lap, hands clutching at him as he laughed. "Gentlemen, may I introduce the pearl of Paris, the princess of my heart and the true head of my home, my daughter Lissette de Lioncourt."

She waved excitedly. "Bonjour!"

"English, mon ange." My angel. He whispered in her ear.

"Oh! Hello!" She showed a big smile, one of her teeth missing.

"I didn't know you had a daughter, Mister Lioncourt." One of the strange men with a strange moustache looked at Lissette. She cuddled farther into her father. She did not like these strange men.

Lestat took a puff of his cigar. "Odd. I never really go anywhere without her. Though this little miscreant always finds ways to run off." He tickled her side and she giggled.

"Bringin' her here, Lioncourt. This ain't no place for a child. Let alone a little girl." The other one spoke. Lissette hadn't bothered to learn their names, and some words were partly lost on her. Her English was very good, but they just spoke so fast.

The vampire looked him up and down, blue eyes piercing through his soul. Then he laughed, a direct juxtaposition of his earlier expression. "Forgive me, monsieur's, it's just that this is the perfect place for my little beauty. She loves card games. As a blossoming young strategist, I believe this is exactly where she should be." He looked down at her and watched as she focused at his cards. "Don't you think, Lissette?"

"Oui—Yes, papa." She nodded, realising there was no way in hell her father was going to win this game.

"Well," he patted her head. "That's settled. Let's continue the game, shall we."

As they gambled and played, Lissette found herself whispering in her fathers ear about how exactly to win the game, and he was, seemingly, ignoring her advice.

This made her angry. A lot of things made her angry. She was seven, a lack of Bon-Bon's made her angry.

Her brows furrowed just like her father's did as she decided to kick him in the shin. He jolted slightly. "What is it, my girl? Are you tired?" He asked in French.

She shook her head. "No, papa. I'm only angry. You know I'm right, why won't you listen to me?"

He chuckled. "I'm not playing to win, mon cherie."

"You should always play to win."

"What is she yapping your ear off about now?" One of the strange, strange men laughed. "This one's a talker. She'll need a man to rein her in when she grows up."

Lestat leaned back in his seat, tongue suddenly clicking in annoyance. "She is seven."

"When she grows, surely—"

"She is seven. What would posses you to say such a thing about a little child, monsieur? My child?" His grip around her tightened as the two gave the man the same death stare. Lissette didn't know exactly what he was saying or what it meant, but her father got awfully defensive so it must've been bad. That was a bad man then, like many in her life were.

Before he could answer, a man walked through the door and Lissette felt her father grow slightly happier. Or very much happier. She liked it when he was happy, so she liked him. He was also very pretty.

"Gentlemen, well, you all know Louis du Lac." One of the men with a black moustache introduced the prettier one. "Louis, let me introduce you to Mr. Lestat de Lioncourt.”

"We met already, Mr. Anderson, sir." He huffed, taking his seat. Did the pretty man not like Lissette's papa? Everyone liked papa.

"In front of a florist, wasn't it? We both wanted the last bouquet of lilies." There was an undertone to his question but she wasn't sure what it meant. She suddenly remembered the night he was away and how happily he played with her when he got back.

Louis ( she liked that name very much ) took a look at her with a raised brow. "The kid yours?"

"My heart and soul." He leaned down to speak in her ear. "Say hello, Lissette."

She smiled brightly, teeth bared. "Hi! I'm Lissette. You're very pretty, Mister du Lac."

He chuckled at the sweet way she said her words, honest but so kind. He'd never been called pretty. "Well, thank you sweetheart. And you can call me Louis." He looked back to Lestat. "Bringing a baby to a poker game?"

"Truthfully, she plays the game better than I do." He laughed.

"Aren't you gonna ask the alderman how his head is, Louis?" Moustache man spoke.

"Now, why would I do that, Mr. Anderson, sir?" He looked at his cards.

"You see, Mr. Fenwick, just as I told you, a most discreet n**ro."

That was a bad word. Papa said that people shouldn't use that word. Her brows furrowed in confusion as she glanced at Louis. He seemed quietly frustrated.

The man grumbled. "Would that his doctor had the same standards."

"Gentlemen, show your cards." Lissette sighed at her father's pathetic hand. "Hoo! Mr. Lioncourt, your hand is incomprehensible."

He looked down and smiled. "Oh, yes. I'm terrible at cards. Did I not mention that to everyone? I should've listened to my Lissette, it appears." He said. "Would you mind getting me some more of these money chips?"

They all laughed. She didn't understand what was so funny.

"Louis, did you know that Alderman Fenwick here recently purchased both the title and deed to the Horton rooming house on Villere Street?"

"Yeah, Mr. Anderson believes it could make a fine sportin' house. I recommended the alderman find a managing partner before he commits his money. I recommended he think of you, Louis." The moustache man spoke.

"Very kind of you, Mr. Anderson, sir." Oh, so that was his name. She'd forget it in a week.

"What do you think of the location?"

"It ain't Basin Street. But throw enough Edison bulbs on the facade, get a good margin on the alcohol, no-nonsense madam to keep the girls clean, I reckon a man could make a decent sum. Yes, sir, Mr. Fenwick, sir." Louis went on about a business plan right off the top of his head. He's really smart, Papa!, she spoke in her mind.

Indeed he is, ma petite. He answered.

"I said you'd do it for 10 percent."

That was very little, wasn't it? He seemed like the smartest person in the room, why only ten?

He seemed as astonished as the blonde child. "A-all respects, Mr. Anderson, but you proposing 10 percent for all the work?"

"15 percent?" The other one almost scoffed.

"There's capital investment, and there's labor. Both has its seat at the table. Wouldn't you say, Mr. Lestat?" They tried to placate him, but her papa wasn't the person to ask when it came to calming people.

"Well, I can only speak of my experience, which is, I'm sure, different in my country. Par exemple, you fine gentlemen have heard of the success story that is Le Bon Marché, shoppingexperience like no other. Aristide Boucicaut invests in a new vision..." ramble, ramble, ramble and then quiet. Papa was pulling his tricks again!

"These men look down on you." Louis looked at him with an odd mix of confusion and fear. "I have to say, I find it appalling how men like yourself are treated in this country of yours." Lissette nodded passionately.

"He's right, pretty Louis." She said. He seemed even more afraid.

"15 percent. Do you not know your value? Do you suffer these indignities for some larger purpose? And do you think two pair will win the hour?" He waited for Lissette to pick the correct card from the player beside him, and hand it to him as he gave it to Louis. "I believe there is great opportunity in this city, but to seize it, I'll need protection from the wolves."

And then time continued normally. The chip fell, the men continued to speak, and Louis thought he was losing his damn mind.

"—And that's all to say, forgive me, Mr. de Pointe du Lac, for my bias, but where is the business if there is no capital? It does not exist. No?" Lestat continued normally, as if nothing had happened.

"Alright, boys. Show 'em." Louis put down his cards and glanced at a smirking blonde child. "Ooh. Full boat, Mr. du Lac."

"Got you beat, Tom."

( Louis: He wouldn't tell me how he did it, his trick to make the world stop. And the fact that that this little girl he claimed was his own seemed so comfortable and content in all this made me all the more concerned.

Daniel: A child in the clutches of a vampire? Yeah, I can see how that would be scary.

Louis: I asked him far too many questions about his tricks, and he always said; "In time, Louis. Patience, Louis. Ask me next week, Louis".

Daniel: You started hanging out?

Louis: He was in love with my city and wanted to know everything he could about it. And getting to know him meant getting to know Lissette.

Daniel: So you played docent to the gentleman vampire and his mini-me?

Louis: He had not revealed his vampire nature yet.

Daniel: I'm assuming you only met at night.

Louis: It's New Orleans. Days are for sleeping off the previous evening's damage.

Daniel: Perfect cover for a vampire.

Louis: Racing ahead again, Mr. Molloy. Let the tale seduce you. Just as I was seduced. Money would arrive, wired from France, and the shopkeepers, who would usually close at sunset, were very happy to accommodate him and his daughter. He ransacked the import houses to furnish his town house, ravaged the booksellers of their oldest volumes for a library to continue Lissette's education. And, with encouragement, updated his wardrobe to the fashion trends of the season. It was a cold winter that year, and Lestat was my coal fire.

Daniel: And Lissette? How did she fit into your little trysts?

Louis: Lissette was an unforeseen joy. If Lestat was the sun, Lissette was the brightest star in the sky. Never gloomy, never angry, and according to her, never wrong. I found myself for the very first time, to anyone other than Paul, confiding my struggles to another man. I was being hunted. And I was completely unaware it was happening. )

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Lissette had grown quite used to sleeping the day away. She would later learn that many psychologists said that was horrible for growing children, but she didn't know any of that. She just knew that she loved the stars, and that she loved her papa, and papa was only awake at night.

She had a bedroom, of course, but she mostly slept in the coffin with Lestat. He said he never wanted to be far from her, in case she got hurt or had a nightmare. Papa was the only one who could calm her nightmares.

It had been a few weeks since she'd met Louis, and she found that she liked him very much. He was very nice and always brought her candy or food from his home. He also liked to talk to her, and asked about her feelings and her thoughts. Before him, Lestat was the only adult who asked, all the others just wrote her off as being cute and slightly odd.

As she laid on her father's chest, feeling his hand run along her hair in the darkness of the coffin, a question popped into her head. "Papa?"

"Yes, mon cherie?"

"Is Mister Louis going to stay with us?"

He waited for a moment, for her question to settle. There was a slight lull, and then he smiled. "My dark miracle, do you perhaps like Louis?"

She nodded against his chest. "Yes, papa. He's very kind and he makes you happy. So he makes me happy."

He chuckled and placed a kiss on her head. "He makes you happy?" He poked her side as she broke out into soft giggles. "Then yes, light of my life. If he makes you happy, he's staying."

"Yay! Yay! Yay!" Her head went up to look at him but it lightly banged the top of the coffin. "Ouch."

Lestat immediately cupped the back of her head, eyes filled with worry. "Ma petit, you must be more careful. I can't have your pretty head being hurt."

"I'm alright, papa. I'm st—st," she bit her lip in concentration. "Quel est le mot pour 'fort?'" What is the word for 'strong'?

"Strong." He said, watching as she mouthed it after. "Repeat; strong."

"Strong." She said. "I am very strong. Do not worry about me."

He looked at her like he could see through her, like he always did. He remembered the small thing he found outside the orphanage a year before he left Paris. The little thing who had his blonde hair, and his blue eyes. Malnourished, frightened and so horribly innocent. She was only four. The more she grew, the more he realised that their souls were meant to meet at some point. They would be forever intertwined, fated by an energy he told himself he didn't believe in. She was his and he was and would forever be hers.

He pressed his hand gently to her jaw, eyes unreadable. "I will always worry about you."

"That's too much, papa. You can't worry about someone forever, your heart would stop!" She cried.

"Well, lucky for you, young lady, I am immortal! And unluckily, I'll never stop annoying you!" He held her tight, pressing soft, quick kisses to her laughing face.

Her happiness was loud and beautiful. "You could never annoy me! You're my favourite, papa!"

"And you're my favourite, Lissette dearest." He said, settling her once more. "Now sleep. You're a growing girl, you need it."

"Good night, papa."

"Good night, my love."

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DUBAI, 2022

"Lissette was wonderful. Bright, kind, and asked far too many questions—"

"You keep saying was." Daniel interrupted him. "Same thing when you talked about Claudia, way back when. Except, I remember Lissette in that way back when, so...where is she now?"

Louis only smiled, hearing the peaceful footsteps coming up to the door of their penthouse.

Daniel waited for him to answer as the door opened.

"Daddy! I'm home!" A girlish voice was heard from a few feet away. Daniel's eyes widened. "Dublin is just beautiful this time of year! We must visit together soon, all of us!"

Louis stood to his feet, a bright look in his eye. He walked towards a girl with long blond locks as she ran to him. He held her like she was his world, face falling into her beautiful hair and taking a breath. "You're finally home. I've missed you, baby."

"It was only a week." She giggled as he withdrew, holding her face in his hands.

"A week too long, Lissette." He claimed. "You were wondering, Daniel?"

She whipped her head around at the name, eyes lighting up with recognition. "Daniel!" She cried, suddenly making him rise to his feet as she engulfed him in a hug. "Oh, it's been so long! Daddy said he'd called you back, but I wasn't sure you'd actually come. But you have!"

He was confused, unable to reciprocate her hug, only giving her back a small pat of awkwardness. "Hey, Lissette." He cleared his throat as she stepped away, a sweet smile on her face. "I'm sorry, a lot of the seventies as a blur for me. Were we close?"

"Oh." She said, brows creasing in sudden confusion and sadness. "Yes, we were. At least I like to think so." And then her mood suddenly picked up. "But the past is the past! I'd like to get to know you all over again."

"Would you mind doing so after the interview, sugar?" Her father asked, hands lightly pressed against her shoulders.

She nodded as if a sudden realisation had befallen her. "Oh! Yes, yes of course. Don't you worry about it. I'll be in my room unpacking, daddy." She pressed a kiss to his cheek and then skipped off, servants wheeling in her luggage behind her.

"I expect you here for dinner!" He called out, a yes, of course! following his words. He turned back to the reporter, a content look on his face.

A beat passed between them.

"So," Molloy began. "She hasn't changed."

He remembered her now, as she was in the seventies. As she would be forever. That face that had haunted him for half a century and a name he heard in the fleeting wind. Lissette, Lissette, Lissette de Lioncourt. Beautiful blue eyes, the kindest smile in the world. She was real. She was here.

"And I hope she never will." He continued.

"Guess we know who she chose in the divorce."

"We'll get to that. All you need to know right now, is that Lissette's here and thriving. The only family I've got left, truly. And, to me, the most important thing in the world." The vampire said, seating himself back on the couch. The reporter followed soon after.

"Kids," he sighed. "Can't stand 'em, can't live without 'em."

"I never had that with her. Can't stand 'em." Louis said. "But then again, Lissette was never like most children. Becoming another parent to her wasn't really my decision, but I wouldn't have it any other way."

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NEW ORLEANS, 1911

Louis had decided to visit Lestat and Lissette at their home more often. The little girl found that Louis de Pointe du Lac was one of the most pleasant men she'd ever met. She'd had scarce memories of good men in Paris. She remembered what her father had told her, that the only reason he had come to Paris was some money wire, and that finding her had been complete coincidence. She liked to think it was a happy coincidence and he agreed.

She remembered how hidden they had to stay in Paris which confused her greatly. She would later be told that the Parisian vampires were always on the look out for Lestat, and that he had no intention of seeing them again. When they got on the boat to London in 1908, she remembered glowing eyes staring down at her father and then on her. That dark face and glowing ruby eyes had embedded themselves in her memory ever since.

Lissette wasn't quite sure what they wanted from her father, but it wasn't anything nice. He did not like the Paris coven, that much was clear. And papa was always right about everything. Especially right about Louis.

Months had passed with their acquaintanceship, each day brighter and brighter. Lissette had never seen the sun as much as she had with Louis, and it was a miracle Lestat trusted him enough to take her out during the day. She'd even celebrated her eighth birthday with him, bringing her his mothers chocolate cake and watching with glee as she shoved her face into it.

Tonight was another one of those nights where the three of them sat around the living room talking and laughing. Currently, Lissette was dancing around the living room with a ribbon in her hand. The ribbon belonged to the box of the dress Louis had gotten her.

( Louis: It can't be overstated just how much Lestat and I spoiled Lissette. It's a miracle she turned out to be as humble as she is. )

"Careful, now, Ettie!" Louis called out as she jumped from couch to couch. Both men knew how accident prone she was, and as much fun as she was having, she was also very fragile. "Don't want you gettin hurt, ya hear?"

She giggled. "Oui, Mister Louis." Her small feet padded over to him and she held her arms out. He huffed a laugh and pulled her into his lap.

"How many times do I gotta tell you? It's just Louis, sugar."

"Papa said it's a show of respect." She insisted, looking up at him with her beautiful large blue eyes.

Lestat laughed from beside them, leaning down to press a kiss on her head. "Forgive me, Louis. I've been trying my best to raise a respectful young lady, but I've been saddled with a stubborn one." She poked his cheek in annoyance and he stuck his tongue out at her.

"I'm wonderful!" She insisted.

"Stubborn." Lestat mouthed to Louis.

Louis shook his head at the two. "Yeah, that you are, Ettie." The smile she gave him was so bright, it melted his heard a little. "So, how would you two feel about coming 'round mine for dinner?"

Lestat seemed to already be aware of the question before it was asked. He smiled. "I would be honoured. But of course, we must ask the lady of the house first." He turned to his daughter, eyes full of mischief.

Louis played along. "Where are my manners? Miss Ettie, would you do me the honour of attending dinner with me tomorrow night?"

She thought about it for a moment. She looked to her father and he gave her a nod. She nodded her head with excitement, face painted with happiness.

Louis chuckled. "It's settled then. Ya'll gonna be meeting all of my family, which means my mother, my brother, my sister and her fiancée."

Lissette gasped. "Your sister is going to be a bride?! Oh, that's so wonderful, Mister Louis! Is he a good man? Does she have a dress? When is the wedding? Ooh!"

The man watched her with the utmost curiosity and so much amusement. This little thing was so full of light and love, it made his eyes light up every time she spoke. He wondered how anyone was capable of keeping a child so innocent and bright, let alone someone like Lestat, who made no effort to hide his indiscretions. If his own children were anything like Lissette, he'd be the luckiest man alive.

Lestat leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her head. She reached out for him subconsciously, always seeking to somehow be held by him. He looked at Louis, as if asking permission to take the girl from him.

She crawled into Lestat's lap after, awaiting Louis' answers. "Yes, she is. Yes, he is. Yes, she does. And I'm not sure, sugar. Soon, I think."

"Lissette has, as of late, fallen in love with the idea of love, if you will." The blonde vampire explained as she looked up with dreamy eyes. "Fairytales, weddings, tragic affairs. All of the above."

Louis quirked a brow. "Tragic affairs?"

"Hm. Yes. Romeo and Juliet is an all time favourite of hers. She likes to be read to, don't you, my dark miracle?" He wrapped an arm across her stomach and held her close. It always seemed he wanted her as close as physically possible.

It was true that many parents, mothers mostly, liked to feel their children close to their hearts. They were a part of them, like a limb or an organ. Lestat was no exception to this. He'd once explained that Lissette was like the a living incarnation of his soul, an inner part of him projected into a person. Being away from her would be true hell.

"Ain't that a little dark? She's still a baby." Louis argued.

"I'm eight, not stupid, Mister Louis." She insisted.

She was so quick witted, much like her father. Louis laughed loudly and held a hand to his chest, looking at Lestat, who was laughing with him. "Yeah, she's your kid, alright."

"I take that as a compliment." He said, in all his arrogant glory.

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Coming to Louis' house for dinner was probably the most exciting thing that had ever happened to anyone ever. At least that's what Lissette thought.

His sister, Grace, was immediately enamoured with Lissette. She'd heard of the girl and her father many times from her brother but was not prepared to have a little girl throw herself into her arms and ask a million questions about her wedding and about Levi.

Lestat had laughed and Louis had looked to her with amusement and whispered practice.

Then they were all seated for dinner, and Lissette refused to sit anywhere but her father's lap. The entire family smiled at that and agreed she should be as close to him as possible.

She'd never been around so many nice people before! It was so exciting, and they were all so nice.

"I can't thank you enough, Mama du Lac." Levi spoke after they all sat for dinner. "I never been east of Alabama, and now I'm going to see the pyramids."

"Oh, I think every young family deserves a little adventure. Wouldn't you say, Monsieur Lioncourt?" Florence, the matriarch, asked the vampire

"Oui, Madame. My mother, she gave me every advantage in life as a young man." Lestat spoke carefully, spooning some food into Lissette's mouth. "My first Mastiff, first flintlock rifle, the means to make my way to Paris." He wiped the left overs off of his daughter's face and smiled down at her. "As I try to do for my Lissette."

"And she's just an angel, ain't you, sweetheart?" Grace spoke up, poking her stomach from beside Lestat. Lissette giggled.

She poked her fathers cheek to get his attention and make him lean down so she could whisper in his ear, rather loudly. "I really like them, papa."

The table laughed, having heard her even though she was so sure she was being secretive. Louis looked to her from the head of the table. "Yeah? We like you too, sugar."

She reached her arms out for Louis, wanting to be closer to him. His mother awed audibly. She found that nowadays, she craved him almost as much as she craved Papa. He cared for her almost like Lestat did, held her like he did. She liked it. It was different, but wonderful.

Louis looked to Lestat at this action, and he simply nodded, giving him the permission to hold Lissette. "C'mere." He smiled, rising to his feet to pick her up and settle her into his lap.

"It was Louis that purchased

your holiday, Levi." Paul cut in, eyes staring down at his food. "It's Louis who controls the money."

"Pay no mind, Levi." Louis nodded his head thoughtfully, petting Lissette's hair.

"And I don't know who gave you the right to call our mother your mother. She's not your mother yet

and will never be your scientific mother." He continued his rant. He had never like Levi.

"Paul." His mother chided.

Lissette furrowed her brows. She looked up at the man whose embrace she was in and this time, she really whispered. "Papa, didn't make me, mister Louis. Is he not my papa?" Her eyes were quick to turn tearful. She'd always been awfully sensitive.

"No, baby. Don't think like that." Louis whispered back.

He shared a look with the vampire, whose face had turned sour at the question. Non, ma petit, he spoke within her mind. Louis' brother is not...quite in his right mind. Do not pay it any attention. Alright?

She nodded at him. Alright. I love you, papa.

I love you more.

Lestat regarded Paul with an angry look, then a slight grin. "I do love this bouillabaisse."

"What?" Paul asked.

"Down here, we call it gumbo."

"We had a gumbo the other night, didn't we, Louis? After the opera?"

"Oh, we've got Louis to an opera." Grace spoke with a laugh.

"Iolanta." Lestat clarified.

"Bout some blind princess, didn't know she was a princess. Stomach got grumbling, left half way through." Louis scoffed.

Paul looked between them. "And what exactly is the nature of your relationship with my brother, Monsieur Lioncourt?"

He considered the questioning before answering. "Your brother and I have been discussing a few investment opportunities."

Paul made sure to add, "The birds asked me to ask you. I wasn't being rude."

Lestat then turned to the others. "Monsieur Freniere, would you tell me how you came to propose to this delightsome young woman?"

"Oh, that's a good yarn."

"Are you one with Christ, Mr. Lioncourt? Is your daughter baptised?" Paul asked, eyes eager.

Papa said baptisms were for mortals, like religions in general were. He never saw the point. If there was a God, and he truly believed Lissette's soul was pure, he'd take her, baptism or not.

"How 'bout you shut your damn mouth?" His brother cut in.

"Louis." His mother chided him.

"That's alright, Louis, Madame, the birds speak for him." Lestat waved them off. "I came to know Christ in a monastery. I wanted to be a priest. Just like you, Paul. And under the guidance and discipline of the monks who lived there, I came to memorize both the testaments, the writings of Assisi, Aquinas, Erasmus, all the saints and scholars. My father," the word was bitter on his tongue, an angry scoff coming out.

Lissette shook her head and Louis looked at her confusedly.

But her father continued. "—a vulgar man, did not think much of this education, and so he and my brothers conspired to pull me out, lock me away, where, between beatings, starvations, and the failure of Christ to intercede the beatings and starvations, I slowly forgot all about the testaments, Assisi, Aquinas, Erasmus, all of it."

"Stop." Louis demanded.

The anger was palpable and it sunk into the minds of others, powers growing difficult to control. "And so to answer your boring questions, no my daughter is not baptised and will never be because there is an ocean between Christ and myself!"

"Stop!" Louis banged his fist on the table. Lissette flinched, on the verge of tears again. "Don't do that shit here! Not with my family. You understand?"

They were both so angry. Lissette didn't like it. It felt like danger was at every corner.

Lestat licked his lips, attempting to calm himself. A fake smile graced his face. "I am cursed with my father's temper at times, and the rudeness is all mine."

Louis' mother nodded. "That's alright. It's the humidity. It does that sometimes. Why don't we have some ice wine? And Levi here can tell us all again how he won my joychild's heart."

But Lissette's lip quivered and small sniffles came from her. She didn't like violence or loud noises. Papa made sure to keep them away from her, but not tonight.

While Levi recounted the tale, Louis realised the girl was crying, trying his best to soothe her without making a scene. He held her close to his chest. "I'm sorry, Ettie. It's alright. It's all good." He said.

Lestat whipped his head around to face her at the sound, only to see her holding Louis with a tight grip. His heart broke at the sight of his daughter in tears. "Forgive me, monsieur Freniere." He interrupted, not unkindly. "It seems I must get my Lissette home. She's had a," he looked directly at Paul. "-a taxing day, I think."

He rose to his feet and took Lissette from Louis who frowned in their direction. "You don't have to—

"No, I think it's best we go." He kept his tight smile, speaking within Louis mind, meet me after I put the little one to bed. "Thank you madam, for this wonderful feast." Lissette pointed at Grace before they could leave, and her father walked them over to the woman.

She leaned down and pressed a kiss on her cheek as a goodbye. "Bye, bye, Miss Grace."

She smiled and huffed a laugh. "Bye, Miss Lissette."

And the two of them walked off.

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That night, when Lestat put Lissette to bed, there was silence. It was uncommon for tense quiet to fall over them, but her mind was a whirlwind. What was Paul saying? Should she have been baptised? Was papa not her papa?

Did she even have a family?

"Ah, I've found it!" Lestat exclaimed, walking back into her room with a stuffed teddy bear. He took her blank expression in for a moment. He wondered if he'd do better to stay with her that night, but knew she needed to be asleep as soon as possible. Sleep fixed a lot of things for Lissette and even a catnap would do her some good. Even if she wasn't used to sleeping at night, he knew she needed to rest. Then he read her thoughts. "My angel, you do not need to drive yourself mad considering that man's words." He said, sitting by her bedside. He smiled down at her. "You do have a family. I am your family."

"I know." She said. "I know that, papa."

But her face was still melancholy. "So what is it then? Why are you still upset?"

She took a minute to breathe before answering, noticing her father's tense expression. "You are my papa, but...who made me?"

He sighed, eyes clenching shut. He never wanted her to ask that question, never wanted to answer it. I made you, he wanted to say, but it was untrue. I will make you, he would say if she was old enough to understand the transition to vampirism she would one day go through. He thought he could avoid the conversation until they got to that point which, in retrospect, was a stupid thing to believe. Lissette was a curious girl, an innocent girl who still didn't know the world, of course she would have questions.

"The truth?" He asked. She nodded. "I do not know. It has never plagued me, I do not care to know. To me, you were dropped from the sky and into my arms."

It was a beautiful answer, but it wasn't an answer.

She smiled at him before huffing slightly. "I wish I was yours."

He looked down at her and cupped her cheek. "You are mine." He assured.

Lissette nodded, though she was still thinking.

There was a sudden knock on the door before they could continue their conversation. Lestat immediately perked up, recognising the soft breaths of the man on the other side of the door. "Come on in, Louis!" He called out. Lissette was excited again, her eyes blown wide with happiness. "We're upstairs!"

The opening and closing of the door, soft footsteps treading up the stairs as he found his way to Lissette's bedroom, his face bright.

"Mister Louis!" She cried out, trying and failing to get out of bed as Lestat held her softly.

"No, no, no, mon ange." He said sternly. "It took ages to get you into bed, you're not getting out now."

She frowned and huffed as she laid back down. Louis laughed at that and Lestat just shook his head.

Instead of waiting for her to come to him, Louis sat himself on the other side of her bed, leaning down to lay himself beside her and boop her nose. "Always so excited to see me, aren't you, Miss Ettie?"

She nodded rapidly leaning closer to him. He was the first person after her papa who'd loved her and that meant more to her than he'd ever know. He wasn't obliged to love her or care for her but he did. He chose to be part of her life, knowing what he was getting into with her. She would forever hold him in her heart, this much she knew.

"Can Mister Louis tuck me in, papa? Just tonight?" Her eyes were impossible to say no to, and this fit in so perfectly with Lestat's plan. A family. Just like Lissette always wanted.

He nodded. "Of course, Lissette." He looked to the man who nodded, though his eyes did not stray from the girl.

He didn't know it then, but this was his first inkling of fatherly love.

( Louis: It gladdens me to be able to say that raising Lissette was one of the greatest joys of my life.

Daniel: Kids tend to be like that.

Louis: But not yours, right Daniel?

He did not like the casual insult.

Daniel: That's funny. You know, last time we did this interview, you said Lissette almost killed you at some point. How's that for the greatest joy of your life?

A silence followed between them. Fathers could be so complicated.

Louis: We'll get to that. I believe you can attest to this, but children give you hope. Lissette gave me hope. The purest form of love. )

Lestat looked to him. "We'll take our business elsewhere once she's asleep, hm?"

Louis nodded as he fixed the blankets on the girls bed, settling her teddy bear in her arms. Lestat left the room and she smiled up at him.

"You got your teddy?" He asked playfully. She nodded at him, eyes turning sleepy. It was said that when you feel safe around someone, your body takes it as a sign that it's alright to rest. "Did you have a good time tonight, Ettie?"

"Mhm." She hummed. "I liked Grace very much. And your mama."

"They liked you too, sugar."

"Do you have a daddy, Mister Louis? I didn't see him there." She asked lowly.

His eyes turned slightly sad as he tried his best not to look away from her. "My daddy passed. Five years ago."

"Oh." She tried to wrap her head around the concept of death. The only death she'd been faced with was followed with life. "I'm sorry. That must've made you very sad."

He smiled at her gratefully. Yes, it had been five years, but Lissette's empathy meant a lot to him. "Thank you, Ettie." She yawned. "You tired yet?" She shook her head and he laughed. "Yeah, I think you are."

"I have a question." She piped up before he could send her off to sleep.

"Okay."

"You had a mama and a daddy, and I only have a papa. Should I have a daddy too?" She asked carefully.

He furrowed his brows. "You have a father, Lissette—"

"No. Not a father, a papa, like you have a mama. It's different." She argued. She knew this to be true. "You'd make a good one, Mister Louis."

He hadn't cried much in his life, not really. He was raised strong, resilient. But her words made him want to sob in relief.

He leaned forward and pressed a kiss on her forehead. "You're the sweetest, Ettie de Lioncourt." He raised the blankets up to her chin. "Sleep, now." He rose to his feet as she yawned again, eyes dropping shut. He stood by the door, watching her small frame cuddle into the sheets. "Good night, sugar."

"Good night, daddy." She whispered into the wind.

She fell asleep before he could question her, his eyes wide. "Lissette." He called to her sleeping form, but got no answer. He could not bring himself to wake her, so instead he stood at the door and watched her with a satiated look on his face.

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He walked down the stairs with joy in his heart, seeing Lestat standing with his hat in hand.

"Had the little lady fallen asleep?" He asked.

Louis only nodded, that same wide grin on his face.

Unbeknownst to him, the vampire had listened in on their entire conversation. "You seem happy. She's been known to have that effect on people. What did she say to you?"

He only shook his head. "Nothing. Just Ettie being Ettie."

"It must be more than that. Do tell."

He exhaled a laugh before finally letting up. "She uh, she...well, you know I love that kid."

"As she loves you." He replied, the word deeper than either of them truly knew.

"Right." He nodded, and then he shook his head again. "Never mind. She just said she loved me. Gave me a big kiss on the cheek and smiled like she does."

Lestat took his lie in, knowing vulnerability was never his strong suit. "Like you do. She smiles like you do."

Good night, daddy.

She smiles like you do.

Lissette was his now too, it was spoken and absorbed by the universe.

The blonde couldn't be happier about his development, but knew his plans must continue. "Shall we?" He pointed to the door.

Louis gathered himself and followed him out as Lestat continued to speak. "I feel your family has taken permanent offence to me..."

Their voices drowned out as they walked out of the townhouse, unknowing that this would be the night that changed everything.

This would be the beginning, the end.

This would be the creation.

DUBAI, 2022

He was back. Daniel Molloy was back in her life, just like her father had said he would be. He'd made sure to warn her before hand, but the fact that he barely remembered her wasn't something she was prepared for. She knew how much damage the drugs had done to his mind, but it still stung to see that lost expression on his face when she threw her arms around him.

The time they shared, though horribly short, was a nice memory. Few people made an impression on her nowadays so he was always somewhat special. Was she not special to him?

Unpacking in her room, she wondered where he was. He'd never liked the reporter, had he gone away for this? Without telling her? That would've just been rude.

She settled a few shirts into her closet before calling out to him in her mind. My love, she said. I've missed you. It was almost like he heard her immediately, which perhaps he did.

Just a moment, he said.

Then there he was. Her beautiful boy, a smile so bright it was like he hadn't smiled in centuries. Or in the week that Lissette had been gone. She always thought he looked carved from marble, made by the hands of a God she didn't believe in. Angels wept tears of joy when they saw him, and she was his angel.

"Lizzie." He said.

She laughed happily and ran towards him, his arms open for her. She pressed happy kisses to his face, his nose, his cheeks and then finally soft pecks to his lips, grasping at any part of him she could.

Happiness took new meaning when she was with him. Yes, Dublin was gorgeous, but he was even more gorgeous. He held her face and grinned. "My beautiful girl."

"I've missed you, Arun."

Armand smiled at the name. Only she could call him that. Only she had the privilege of knowing him so intimately. "I've missed you too."

Her brows furrowed. "Not that I mind your brown eyes, but...why exactly are you wearing contacts? And," she looked down. "Rashid's clothing? What happened while I was away? Where is Gideon?"

He suddenly looked bashful. "I...I decided to look in on the interview. From afar. With no questions."

"You're undercover? As Rashid?" She suddenly burst out into laughter.

He rolled his eyes and pulled her into his chest. "Don't laugh. Louis thought it was clever."

"He's your best friend, of course he thought it was clever. The two of you are the very definition of tweedle dee and tweedle dumb when you're together." Lissette continued. "And Gideon?"

She was confused when she realised he wasn't there as he was the one of them who was mostly always home. Gideon was often worried about leaving Louis for long periods of time, but he'd drawn the line at the interview apparently. He was worried, very, very worried.

Gideon Russo was one of Lissette's favorite people in the world, and she liked having her favorite people together. She'd grown used to having him around, so this was very odd.

"Left two days ago. Visiting Italy until the interview is over. Or until Louis asks him to be part of it."

Lizzie pulled back and pulled a confused face. "Asks him to be a part of it?" She asked. "This was for him, not Gideon."

"Well, we're all involved. I suspect the time will come when he invites us all in." His hand brushed over her jaw softly.

She scoffed. "He should've asked me earlier. At least I would've had time to prepare. There's many stories where I am the funniest person in the room and he might get them wrong!"

Armand laughed at her adorable rambling. "I think he was just worried. He doesn't like to cause you unnecessary pain. And we haven't discussed him in a while."

"You can say his name. It's not forbidden, you know." She sighed, folding some more clothes into her closet. "Lestat does not cause me pain, anymore. Not since...not for a while, actually." That was a lie. He'd been trying to get into contact with her for the last decade especially, but she hid it from the people in her life. She didn't care. That was also a lie. "I can discuss him. Especially the happy parts. I loved my life, Arun, you forget that."

He nodded and pressed a kiss to her head. "You're right. I know you are, you're strong. The strongest person I know."

"Coming from you, that's the greatest compliment." She said quietly.

He looked at her like every word she spoke was gospel. Even her silliness was magnificent to him.

He looked outside for a moment before looking to her. "The sun will rise soon. Shall we sleep?"

She quirked a brow. "But you don't need to sleep."

"You do." He answered.

She just smiled, a content feeling washing over her heart. "Yes, I suppose I do. But I have to eat first, and daddy wanted me at the table for dinner."

"Then I'm happy to serve." He replied.

"Oh, god, you'll be serving! Oh, this is going to be so fun!" Lissette giggled loudly at the thought.

It was an odd role play which would have Lizzie laughing for days, if not weeks. She wondered how long he'd keep the ruse going and how long she could keep it to herself.

He shook his head at her. "You are insane, you're aware of that, yes?"

"Your bar for insanity is awfully low, you're aware of that, yes?" She shot back.

He only looked at her lovingly.

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NEW ORLEANS, 1910

Lissette had been crying for most of the night. It wasn't a new thing for her to cry often, but this was different. She missed Louis. He hadn't come back in weeks, after that wonderful night when he tucked her in and treated her so kindly.

Had she said something wrong? Had she done something he didn't like?

"Sweet girl, Louis will be back, you must not weep." Lestat attempted to calm her as her little tears stained the keys of the piano.

He had her sat in his lap in front of the piano, her small fingers over his. He'd been trying to cheer her up, and music had always had a place in her heart.

"Nuh-uh." She said. "He left. He doesn't like us anymore." She was so sure of this, and she didn't like being ignored. She hadn't seen the sun in a while because of the lack of him in her life. To her, Louis and the sun were one and the same; bright shining beacons of light.

"Lissette," he sighed, manoeuvring her to face him. He held her small face in his hands. "Louis isn't like us. Our family is different from his, he's only getting accustomed to it. He needs time."

"Too much time." She huffed, nuzzling further into his hands.

He chuckled slightly at her anger. "Yes. It angers me too." He mimicked her facial expression.

They looked so much like each other in that moment, like mirrors of what was and what will be. He was right when he said that she was a part of him, a miniature version of him, in looks at least.

She loved her papa so much it hurt sometimes. Later on she'd think to herself how awful of a person he truly was, and how awfully she still craved him, but not yet.

She wondered to herself when exactly Louis would be back. She missed him, she really, really missed him. It felt lonely without him, even with her papa. Lissette had quickly gotten used to having more than one person around, and going so quickly back to only being a duo was odd. But she would persevere, she was strong. Lestat was enough company for her, at least for now.

"I just hope he comes back soon. I need to have words with him." She said as angrily as she could.

Her anger was so adorable. Her sadness though, was heartbreaking. Every time he saw her cry, Lestat swore a piece of his heart fell with her tears.

"And you'll be more petrifying than death herself, I'm sure of it." He pressed a kiss to her hair.

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Lissette was trying her very best to read by candlelight that night, cuddled in her bed and upset because papa had some important business to take care of and couldn't read to her.

He said whatever he was doing would make her very happy, to which she had furrowed her brows and asked is he was buying her chocolate. He laughed and placed a kiss on her head, whispering it's something much better. She didn't know anything could be better than chocolate.

She squinted slightly at the small font of the words, unable to keep up with the story. English had such silly words, she thought to herself.

There was a loud thud from downstairs, Lissette furrowing her brows at the sound. She was used to these kind of noises, knowing her father needed to feed so she expected them. Outside of home, loud noises frightened her, but she knew she was safe here and Lestat would never put her in any danger.

Slightly muffled voices came through the door of her room and she decided to see what was happening. Her small feet padded down the stairs, her face questioning and brimming with curiosity. "Papa?" She called out.

No answer.

Then she saw her father seated on the third step of the staircase, and heard the screams of a dying man. She turned her head to see another vampire feeding on some odd looking man. The shock flooded her system.

"Oh, my dear Lissette, did we wake you?" Her papa asked as he beckoned her over. She walked over to him carefully, dubious of what was happening. She crawled into his arms. "I hope you like your gift. Consider it a belated birthday present."

The vampires head shot up from the throat of the man, eyes blown wide in ecstasy. Lestat had told her what it was like for a vampire to feed for the first time and that nothing truly matched the pleasure of that first sip.

She recognised him with an excited gasp. "Mister Louis!" She cried out excitedly, skipping over her father to run to him.

He'd fallen onto the floor next to the corpse, not expecting Lissette to be there, not even thinking about Lissette because of his hunger. She hopped over the dead body and threw herself into his arms. "Ettie wait—!" He cried out, afraid he would drink her blood as well and would never forgive himself.

But she hugged him and he felt...nothing. No hunger.

Lestat smiled. "You don't have to worry about the temptation. Lissette has been a regular drinker of my blood, your makers blood, our connection transcends emotions. Your body can feel it in her, you'll not wish to harm her." He explained.

( Daniel: Wait, wait. He was feeding her his blood?

Louis nodded.

Daniel: What kind of fucked up daddy-daughter bonding ritual is that?

Louis: According to Lestat it was a necessary means of protection. The blood of a vampire makes mortals like yourself heal faster, feel stronger, like they can do anything. And now, it was his way of protecting her from me and my hunger.

Daniel: So no urges? None at all?

Louis: Not in the slightest. )

He let the words sink in before sighing in relief, holding her in his arms like a lifeline. "Oh, baby. Oh, baby, I'm so sorry." She pulled away from him with a wide grin. It was eerie, her lack of reaction. His eyes grew wide with worry as he tried to move her away or cover her eyes. "You shouldn't be seein' this. You need to go back upstairs. Just go upstairs. Lestat!" He cried out desperately. Lissette's innocence was at stake here, her childhood.

But Lestat laughed. "Oh, mon cher, this is nothing new for her. She is my daughter after all, she knows who I am. And now she knows who you are."

Louis was horrified. She'd known? This wonderful child with a thirst for life, had been living with a monstrous creature, and she'd known?

( Daniel: That sounds like a horror movie.

Louis: It wasn't unlike one. I was terrified. Lissette, little Ettie, fully aware and accustomed to the death that lingered in that house. A child; the very symbol of innocence, surrounded by sin.

Soft steps echoed across the room.

Lissette: I do hope you're discussing me. It's a riveting topic, I'm sure. )

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DUBAI, 2022

Daniel stopped talking. Something that was hard to achieve, but the second Lissette walked through the room, he stopped talking. The shock of seeing her again, after almost fifty years had set in.

She was here, she was real. He finally knew for certain, Lissette de Lioncourt was real. He was old, he knew this, but he'd always wondered if she'd been part of some drug addled hallucination. He was glad to know she wasn't, glad to know she was still alive.

His mouth opened and closed as if he was looking for words that didn't exist.

I do hope you're discussing me. Riveting topic I'm sure.

Yes, she was. She was the most riveting topic, perhaps. Her voice was angelic, like silk brushing his ear drums. What was happening?

Louis smiled at her. "Yes, we were, sugar. How do you feel? Rashid help you settle in okay?"

She almost broke character. "Yes, yes he did. I feel wonderful, daddy. But I am awfully hungry."

He waved her over to him. "Sit, eat." He pointed to one of the servers and then back to her. He quickly settled a bowl of blood in front of her. She smiled and whispered a quick thank you before digging in.

Daniel was still quiet, staring at her.

She looked back, eyes enclosed on him. He still had young eyes, though he'd say something different. He was still a bright young reporter with a point of view to her. He was still Danny to her.

Louis spoke. "Now, where were we?" But the reporter didn't reply. He looked between them, catching the tension. A smirk made its way onto his face. "Cat got your tongue, Daniel?"

He cleared his throat immediately, snapping his gaze away from the girl and shakily meeting Louis'. "Uh, yeah. I mean, no! No." He spluttered.

"Are you alright, Danny?" Lissette asked softly.

Her question was so genuine. So sweet. So her.

"Fine. I'm fine." He shrugged off her question. "You're a vampire. Liz," Liz? Why did he call her that? "just saw you. You're petrified. Something about sin and innocence." He filled in for Louis.

"Right." He nodded. "Lissette can fill in the rest of the blanks for herself, I believe." He turned to his daughter, face questioning.

She looked down and licked her lips clean. Her cheeks turned red.

"Huh. I didn't know she would be part of the interview." Daniel raised a brow.

"Neither did she until about half an hour ago." She spat, glancing at Louis.

His eyes softened. "Only if you want to be, Ettie. I'm not gonna force you to do anything."

You can choose this, were the unspoken words. You can choose how to tell your story, this choice you can make.

She took a deep breath and answered. "I'll do it. I can offer a...more nuanced portrait of things, I believe. Though, do keep in mind, I was awfully young at the beginning of things. I'll be speaking of it with a more childlike view."

Daniel nodded. "On the record, right?"

She rolled her eyes playfully. "Yes, Danny, on the record."

There it was again. Danny.

He looked at her for a moment, before lowering his face towards the microphone of the computer. "Introducing the vampire Lissette de Lioncourt, the daughter of Lestat de Lioncourt."

"The daughter of Louis de Pointe du Lac." She corrected. "Lestat hasn't been my father in years." Lie. "I am Louis' daughter, no one else's."

I no longer belong to Lestat.

Louis' smile turned so bright, it lit up the entire room. The father and daughter looked at each other like there was nothing else in the world, like everything else had just fallen away. Like he was hers and she was his.

"The daughter of Louis de Pointe du Lac," he said. "The most recent addition to our book. So," he looked up. "Lissette, Louis had just been made a vampire. Louis who you loved, how was that for you?"

She smiled, and the laugh that left her lips was exactly like Louis'.

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NEW ORLEANS, 1910

Louis couldn't tear his eyes away from her. His sweet angel girl, who he believed was so innocent and who smiled in the wake of blood just because he was there. The thought warmed him, in a sick sort of way.

He pressed his palms against her face, eyes creased with an unknown sort of grief. She reached out to dab the blood off his mouth with the sleeve of her white nightdress, staining her clothes crimson all while wearing the sweetest grin in the world.

( Lissette: It was amazing. It was beautiful, he was beautiful. It meant Louis could be with me, with us, forever.

Daniel: And the idea of forever? Of eternity? It didn't bother you.

Lissette: Children have no concept of forever, Danny. I was no different. To me it just meant Mister Louis would be there when I woke up, when I went to sleep, and for everything in between. )

She leaned in closer and kissed his bloody cheek. "Your eyes are very beautiful now, Mister Louis. Like an angel."

His heart broke. He wanted to cry, to weep in her arms and thank her over and over again until the word cut through his tongue.

Lestat rose to his feet and moved the body away, wrapping it up in one of their very fancy carpets.

"For our next carpet, I'm thinking Persian. Arabesque maybe. Certainly need a more efficient way of ridding the waste." He said as he rolled the body up in the carpet, ready to dispose of their leftovers.

Lissette frowned. "I really liked that carpet."

"I'll get you another one. A better one." Lestat suggested with a grin. He took in Louis' frightened state, speaking as if to calm him. "The first time is the most unwieldy. Soon you'll be a natural. You'll come to enjoy it, its variations, little surprises."

His voice shook, horror embedding itself in his bones. "I-I gotta go home." He stuttered.

"This is your home now, Louis. Breathe." Lestat tried to comfort him, convince him that everything would be okay.

But nothing could help the new fledgling. "I... I gotta collect money from the cribs."

Lissette pulled a confused face from beside Louis. Where were all these concerns coming from? They were together now, they were all alright. Why was he so worried?

"I have all the money we need. Breathe."

"I have to go see Grace and Paul." He breathed, rising to his feet and Ettie with him.

"Oh, dear." Lestat sighed, nearing him slowly.

"You ain't fuckin' hearin' me!" Louis roared, shoving his companion harshly and throwing him against the wall with one rough touch.

Lissette gasped as the sound echoed across her home, running to her father worriedly. "Why did you do that?!"

Lestat grunted, whispering it's okay, it's okay, to his daughter.

He took in the scene before him, heavy breaths falling from his lips. "I... I need to go home." He opened the door and rushed out, reaching for what was familiar and safe.

"Louis, wait—!" The girl cried out desperately.

Lestat sighed, leaning against the wall. "He's going to find that very difficult."

Lissette was breathing heavily, clutching onto her father's shirt "You have to go get him, papa! He'll get hurt! He can't get hurt!" She begged, tears in her eyes.

"No, no, no, no, no." He shook his head, standing to his feet and then leaning down to be face to face with her. "Sometimes, my dark miracle, people must learn from experience. He'll come back if he knows what's good for him."

People must learn from experience. Let him get hurt so he comes back and realises Lestat was right all along. Like she would many times in the future.

Her bottom lip quivered slightly. "But—"

"Trust me, Lissette." He interrupted kindly. "He's going to be alright. We're going to be alright."

We. There was a we now. She liked the sound of that.

A few more minutes passed like that, Lissette eventually settling back into bed as she impatiently waited for Louis' return.

She was so frightened he wouldn't come back, or would come back damaged beyond repair. Her papa did not leave her side, curling up in bed with her to calm her nerves. There would be no we if he didn't come back.

Louis was a part of their family now, he couldn't leave.

"Lemme in!" An unmistakable pained scream came from outside, the metal bars of their gate rattling intensely. Her heart stopped as Lestat rushed downstairs, throwing a blanket around his shoulders to protect him from the sun. A violent pounding against the door came again. "Let me in, God damn it! Open the fucking door!"

He was in so much pain. Lissette could feel it in his voice.

Finally the screaming stopped, and Lissette's heart settled. Her breathing became regular again as she tried to listen to what was being said.

"The sun gives life to everything but us. I should have taught you that. The life of a vampire has its challenges and its rewards..." her papa said, opening the sky light and letting rays of sunshine flow into the darkness of home. "...but I think New Orleans, with its music, culture, cuisine, shipping yards, conventioneers, thrill-seeking tourists far-flung from their homes, the laissez-faire attitude of the local police force" he chuckled, letting the sun fade away as he closed up the light. "oh, yes... the perfect setting for a vampire home...a vampire family...a vampire romance."

Their words faded away and Lissette frowned to herself. She hated not knowing what was going on.

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NO ONE'S POV

Louis' charred body shook. "Ettie...is she—"

"She is fine. Concerned about you. Immensely so." His voice was deep and velvety. "Lissette is nonnegotiable. My life, is her life, is our life. We can be a family, Louis."

He let the words settle in as the coffin opened up and Lestat settled into it. "I ain't sleepin' in there."

Lestat laughed at that. "We'll get you your own soon enough. You've had a long life, Louis, and such an extraordinary one ahead." He purred. "Have a rest." But his companion was still unsure. "It's okay. You can be on top."

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LISSETTE'S POV

She stayed up for hours thinking of Louis, worry clouding her mind. She couldn't take it anymore, holding her teddy bear and crawling out of bed. Slowly, she made her way to her father's coffin room.

It was very peaceful there, a kind of night where everything just fell into place. Lissette would later learn that it was anything but, that it was only days before that Louis' brother had died and that Lestat had turned him in a moment of utmost grief. But as of now, everything felt right.

She walked over to the coffin, knocking her fist against the wood. "Papa?" She asked carefully.

The lid cracked open, Lestat and Louis both in fancy, silk night clothes holding onto each other. Louis' skin was still charred, burnt by the very thing Lissette identified him as. That made her sad.

Her papa smiled softly at her. "Yes, dear girl?"

Louis looked up through newly emerald eyes. "What is it, sugar?" Even in the utmost pain, he still worried for her.

She leaned in close to him. "Are you alright? Does it still hurt?" She reached out to trace her fingers softly on his burnt skin.

He would've flinched if it was anyone but her, but couldn't bring himself to show that her gentle touch could hurt him. "I'm okay. Don't you worry about me."

For a minute she just stood there, unsure of what to do. She didn't want to go, but didn't know if she was welcome to stay. Maybe they only wanted each other for now and she'd understand. But she wanted to be with them, at least for tonight. At least for a while before she grew up.

Lestat knew this. He knew exactly who she was and what she needed. He smiled at her and then looked to Louis. "Well," he said, eyes back on his daughter. "Come on in. We need our rest."

She almost jumped in with a frightening excitement, settling in on her father's chest and letting Louis wrap his arm around her. Now she could sleep, with her new family.

A beat of silence passed before she broke it.

"Can you be my daddy now, Mister Louis?" She asked sleepily.

His arm tightened around her, the pain exiting his body and being replaced by a light he was told he'd be unable to feel from now on.

"Yeah," he nodded. "Yeah, I can do that, baby."

She smiled with her eyes shut and snuggled her teddy bear closer to her body. "That's nice." She yawned. "Good night, papa. Good night, daddy."

Lestat pressed a kiss to the crown her her head. "Good night, mon ange."

"Good night, sugar." Louis said.

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Months passed with Louis, Lissette and Lestat spending each and every night together, except for the nights papa deemed date nights. She wasn't quite sure what he meant, but he said he'd explain soon enough.

Daddy wasn't very affectionate on a general basis, but he was with her because he knew she needed it. She fed off of soft touches and kind words, and as a growing girl, required it often.

"I'll never get good at it! Never, ever!" She cried out, getting off of her piano stool, stomping her legs stubbornly against the floor. She kept messing up Hungarian Rhapsodies, which was horrible considering it was one of her papas favourite pieces. She wanted to learn it and show it to him, watch his face turn proud. She wanted to see his eyes light up with the knowledge that his daughter was almost as talented as he was.

She would never get there if she kept fucking things up. That was a word they used often, fuck. Other words too, words that she technically wasn't supposed to say but did anyway. They were funny, and always got her point across. Like when papa and daddy were talking about how she could often be too emotional and she overheard.

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"I'm not sayin' I don't love it. She feels a lot and that's a precious thing. She just needs to learn how to deal with things better." Louis claimed, sitting across from Lestat on the couch.

Lestat scoffed. "Deal with things better? She's a vibrant expression of the universe, a cavern of echoing emotion, she does not need to learn anything." He claimed, his dramatics always getting the best of him. Lissette giggled to herself, hidden comfortably by the stairs.

She could do no wrong in his eyes, and mischievously, she often took advantage of that.

"Lestat," her daddy sighed. "She's getting older. Things'll get harder to deal with, it's better she outgrows the dramatics now. I mean, she'll be a teenager soon and they ain't so kind."

"What nonsense! My Lissette is the kindest girl in the world, a few measly bodily changes won't change that." He was so sure of himself, and thankfully what he said would be true. Lissette would become a very kindhearted teenager. "If you really feel so strongly about it, discuss it with her."

"Nah, I don't wanna upset her. She's got the confidence of a bullfighter, I'm not gonna mess that up for her." He shook his head. "That's why I'm talking to you about it."

"This is nothing. This is a nothing issue, mon cher."

"It's not, though." He said, undeterred.

Lissette chose that moment to pop up, her bright blonde hair moving with her. "Yes, it is."

Louis and Lestat both turned their heads to look at her, eyes wide. They were vampires, sure, but they truly thought Lissette was upstairs drawing in her room. She was very easy to distract, at least that's what they thought.

Louis looked at her with concern while papa began to laugh. "I didn't mean anything by it, Ettie. Honest. I'm just worried."

"Yes, mon petit, he's worried you're as dramatic as your dear papa." Lestat said with a fake look of shock.

"That's not what I said."

"It's alright, daddy." She said, settling in between them. "I can be very expressive. But no one can be more dramatic than papa. He's a fucking actor, after all."

They both paused at that and then began talking over each other like the concerned parents they were.

"What did you say, young lady—" Louis.

"Where did you learn that word—" Lestat.

"Where did you hear that—"

"From you." She admitted freely. "You say it a lot. A lot, a lot."

Louis pulled a face. "No, we don't."

"'Lestat, what the fuck are you doing?! Louis, where are my fucking slippers?! You fucking idiot! I'm not cleaning your fucking mess!'—" Lestat interrupted her rather colourful imitation by placing his hand over her mouth.

"Alright, alright. We understand, you don't have to go on."

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Louis immediately rose from his seat on the couch, Lestat was out hunting that night, on his own as the other struggled to maintain his hunger. His eyes creased with worry as he neared her, quick steps against the carpeted floor. He took in her frazzled state, the light green dress she wore flying around her as she stomped her foot against the ground.

He frowned. "What is it, Ettie? What's wrong?"

She looked up at him with angry eyes. "What is it?" She seethed. "What is it?! I'm never going to learn it, I'm never going to get better at it! That's such a stupid fucking question!"

"Hey, now, what did we say about that word?" He chastised. He had quickly become the stricter parent, though their version of strict wasn't exactly that. It just meant he was the one who spoiled her less.

Her cheeks turned rosey as she looked down. "That it's for grown ups." She mumbled.

"And what are you not?"

"A grown up." She said quietly.

"That's right." He nodded with a pointed look. "Now, you wanna talk about it using our normal tones? Not the screaming?"

She nodded shyly and the let out a heavy sigh. Louis always knew how to calm her using logic, while Lestat usually joined in on her dramatics. Both had their merits, bur she liked the way Louis did it more. "It's just difficult, daddy. I'm trying, I'm trying so hard, but my hands just won't—they won't work."

He took her hand and led her back to the piano, sitting next to her on the stool. He put an arm around her shoulders and held her close before taking her hands in his own. He played with her fingers for a moment before settling them back onto the piano.

In such a short time he'd grown to settle into the fatherly role quite well. Lissette said so, at least. He held her hands closer to her face. "You see these hands?"

She nodded confusedly.

"They're gonna grow. Just like the rest of you. You're trying to do something really hard before you're ready. You can't play 'cause you can't reach the keys, baby. You'll be able to with time." He swore to her with a soft smile, placing a kiss on her head. "It just takes a little time."

He heard her let out a shaky sigh and cuddle into him. "Papa's gonna be so disappointed."

He pulled away with a laugh. "And what makes you think that?"

"You've seen him play! He's amazing, the best! I want to be like him!" She cried passionately.

Louis sighed at her words, clenching his eyes shut. "Ettie." He said, knowing exactly who Lestat was. He loved him, yes, but did he think he was a good role model? Was he someone Lissette, his daughter, should look up to? He wasn't sure. "Your father—"

"My ears are burning." Speak of the devil. "My gorgeous girl!" He exclaimed happily, bright eyes landing on Lissette.

"Papa!" She ran into his open arms. "How was hunting?" She asked as he propped her up on his hip.

"Uneventful. Especially since your daddy refuses to join me." He threw a pointed look to Louis, who looked down. "You were discussing me, I take it. Riveting topic I'm sure."

Louis spoke up. "Ettie's just a little upset about her piano—"

"Uh-uh!" The girl insisted with a look of urgency.

Lestat furrowed his brows, looking from his companion to his daughter. "Her piano skills? Ma petit, you're the most talented musician I know, second only to myself. Whatever would you be upset about?"

"I can't tell you." She insisted. "And daddy can't tell you either!"

He scoffed. "Daughter, saviour, dark miracle, you must tell me. The only way I can help, is if I know."

"Daddy helped me. I feel better now."

Suddenly the air shifted. Lissette felt it, a negative emotion bleeding into the atmosphere of the room. It made her uncomfortable. If she had been older, she would've seen the sour look on her papas face and the way her daddy looked straight back at him with some sort of challenge.

( Louis: I believe that was the first time it truly occurred to him that making me Lissette's father meant he'd have to share for once in his life.

Lissette: I did not blame him, to be honest. He'd had me to himself for so long, it had to be odd to have me look to someone else for comfort. But Lestat was...possessive.

Louis: To say the least.

Daniel: Yeah, I'm picking up on that. So, he makes Louis your dad and then what? He doesn't like it when he acts like your dad?

Lissette: He was contradictory like that. It stemmed more from his need for control, than anything else. He had a vision of our family, and in that vision he was the sun and stars to both of us. He didn't account for our relationship growing so strong, perhaps even surpassing the one I had with him.

Lissette still wasn't sure if this was true. If her relationship with Louis was stronger than it was with Lestat, but it had lasted longer. It had run deeper, and their similarities were so obvious. But de Lioncourt spirit ran through her veins, that much she was sure of. )

"Did he now?" Lestat spat. "Isn't that nice of him? Next time, you come to me, hm?"

Lissette wasn't sure how to respond to that. She just looked at him confusedly.

"She can come to me too." Louis said, arms crossed over his chest. "I'm her father too, right? Your life, her life, our life. Isn't that what you said?"

He paused and his face grew harder. His grip on Lissette tighter as if to say; this is mine. "Yes, mon cher. That was it." He waited for a moment before allowing a smile to grace his features. He turned to Lissette. "You sleep with me today, yes?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" She nodded enthusiastically. She'd missed being in the coffin with her father.

He laughed. "Wonderful! The sun will be out soon, shall we?" She smiled. Lestat looked to Louis. "Louis." He nodded his head quickly at him.

That was only the beginning of his spiteful jealousy. The next few years would prove to be more and more difficult.

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NEW ORLEANS, 1912

Even after two years, for whatever reason, daddy still insisted on visiting his old family. While Lissette loved his sister Grace and even his mama was sweet to her, she knew papa wasn't welcome.

He went along to please Louis, to make him happy and content.

( Louis: My unwillingness to separate from humanity was a constant struggle in my vampiric existence. I felt it was essential

to maintain ties. But it was getting more difficult. )

Tonight, Louis and Lestat were getting ready for an opera, a wonderful show he assured. Lissette was to stay home and practice her piano. She was a peaceful child and they trusted her on her own.

"The curtain goes up at eight." Lestat reminded him. Louis was hand in hand with Lissette who was adorned in a lovely lavender dress.

"We'll only be here an hour." He assured.

"They'll seat us late, and we'll miss Nora's entrance with the Christmas tree." He added, as if urging him to hurry.

"You ain't gon' miss anything." Louis said, walking up to his home. His mother stood like a judgemental figure before him, eyes hard and cold.

She scoffed. "Look what the wind blew in."

Louis lowered his head respectfully. "Mama."

He walked up the steps to place a kiss on her cheek. Lissette stepped back and took her papas hand. It was clear there was growing resentment in Louis' old family, one neither Lissette nor Lestat enjoyed.

"You remember Lestat. And his daughter, Lissette." He nodded his head towards the two blondes, who in that moment looked so very similar. It was frightening to think that she wasn't biologically his and yet somehow exuded him from her pores.

Lestat took her hand with fake kindness. "Madame de Pointe du Lac, all the kindness for the invitation."

"I don't remember inviting him, but please, take your overdressed self

and have a fine time." She said coldly, then looking to Lissette and her eyes softened slightly. "Hi, sweetheart."

She smiled politely. "Hello, Madame."

"Madame." Lestat nodded in farewell. "Louis." It was more snappy.

"Take Ettie, will you?" He asked the blonde. "She don't need to be runin' around here and gettin lost."

"I was planning on it." He said.

Louis leaned down and pressed a kiss on her head. "We'll be out of here soon, sugar, okay?"

"Okay." She said quietly.

She didn't like it when Louis went back to his old family. He always seemed to want things to change after, he and papa always fought after. The loud yelling hurt her ears and made her think one of them would leave, slip through her fingers like water.

That's why after every fight they had, she'd sneak into one of their coffins and hold them as tight as possible. She'd beg them to make up and within a few days they usually would. She had quickly become the thing that bridged them together through darker times.

This would eventually become the resentment that festered deep within her. The thing they'd expect from her in every possible way.

She walked with her father towards the banjo band, but quickly decided she wanted to be held again. Lestat sat in one of the seats outside and she hopped onto his lap.

He sighed longingly, pulling out his cigarettes and a match out of his jacket. Lissette watched him curiously. "When can I try that?" She asked as he lit up his smoke.

He laughed slightly. "Later. Much later. You'll try it with me then."

"You and daddy do it all the time. Why can't I?"

He pulled her closer to prove a point, letting her inhale the smoke around her. She coughed heavily, her eyes watering slightly. "That's why." He said. "You're too small. Patience, my dear. You'll do this and much more."

"Will daddy stop visiting his family by then?" She asked casually.

He paused and considered this. Her words hit him harder than he thought they would. He couldn't understand Louis' connection to a family that clearly did not feel the same way anymore. He had new family now, a better family. One who wanted him and all his flaws.

Lissette had called him beautiful when he was soaked in blood with murder on his hands. Was this not enough?

"I hope so." He said. "I really do."

She yawned. "Can we go home now? I want to squeeze in some piano practice before I go to sleep."

"Just a little longer, mon ange. Daddy'll be back soon."

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A few weeks passed and the energy in their home had been tumultuous, to say the least. While they tried to keep things quiet and civil for Lissette, she could sense the bad energy between them.

Nothing was explosive, they didn't fight, but everything felt wrong. Her bones shook with every awkward silence that befell them. She tried to ask, tried to make things better but she couldn't.

She wept softly in her room, hoping desperately that Louis and Lestat would not hear her. It was all alright, she told herself, but it was not true. Anger and resentment had built up in their walls and she felt every bit of it.

Especially tonight, as Louis' kills had caught up to him. One kill, at least. She could hear their yelling from where the incinerator lay, and she wondered if this should be one of those moments where she should interfere. Well, she thought to herself, why should this time be any different from before?

She was there to fix everything. She was there to keep the peace, that was her job. Her papa had always called her his peace, and that was a role she needed to live up to.

But her body couldn't move. She just cried harder as the argument continued. With the slam of the incinerator, they both retreated into their coffins.

( Louis: In recent years, I've come to the realisation that the chaos in our home did more damage than I had thought to Lissette.

Lissette: Daddy, it's not—

Louis: No, it's true. You were a child, living in an unstable home. That is something I'll never be able to make up for.

Lissette: Don't be so hard on yourself. You weren't the only adult in that house, and you were a young vampire. You had your own inner pain. Lestat, on the other hand.

Daniel: I'm with her on this one. Blondie brought you in and didn't think there'd be some trouble? An adjustment period, maybe? )

She stood outside their door, her eyes pressed against the wood.

"I don't like sleeping angry." Her papa said. "For the record, if disrespect was done to you, I would have killed him myself." He continued. "Well, what can I do to make it up to you?"

The coffin from beside him creeped open. "I wanna buy the Fair Play Saloon."

Daddy wanted to buy the fancy club with the pretty lights? She'd like that.

"That's ambitious."

"If you don't wanna help, I'll do it myself." He countered.

"Ridiculous of you to mix human

and vampire business. It always ends poorly." Lestat argued. "But how can I stop you? How can I say no to you?"

And suddenly everything was alright again, and her body stopped shaking. Her breathing evened out, and she retreated to her room.

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GLIMPSES OF A DAMNED CHILDHOOD

NEW ORLEANS, 1912-1917

LISSETTE DE LIONCOURT, AGES 10-15

1913

Ever since Louis had purchased his club, everything had sort of evened out in their home. He had his business and Lestat dedicated himself to Lissette's education even more so than before. It seemed he was constantly preparing her for something that would take a toll on her future, something earthshaking and she couldn't quite grasp what that was.

She was eleven now, slowly growing and her understanding of the world with her. Lissette had started to come to the realisation that papa was actually growing jealous of her and Louis. He directed his anger at Louis and his carefully crafted spite at Lissette.

He'd whisper in her ear as she lay her head on his chest. You'll always be my favourite, ma petit.

I hope you'll always come back to me.

Because I was the first in your life. You know how important that is, don't you?

My beautiful, talented, intelligent girl.

The last one was something he'd say to her over and over again, as often as she needed to hear it. But she was growing to want more than just her fathers. She would often try to sneak out in the mornings, just to feel the sun on her face. She'd draw landscapes where the sun would cover the entire paper like a blanket, she'd watch as children would walk home at night after a day in the park, their skin tan or burned red, their hands rough and faces smiling.

She'd never had a friend, she realised sadly. Her papa told her he and Louis were enough, but she wasn't sure. She tried once, to talk to a boy when papa and daddy were feeding. He had ashy brown hair and green eyes and a sweet chipmunk smile. He'd dropped his ball and it had rolled towards the bench she was sitting on.

She looked down and picked it up. The boy stared at her and smiled. "You gonna throw that back over?" He asked.

She looked back up at him, eyes wide and words unable to leave his face. She stuttered her words out, "u-um, yes. Of course!" And she took it into her hands and threw it back at him.

He looked at her for a second. "You live around here?" She nodded shyly. "Haven't seen you."

"I-I—my parents don't really let me go out." She answered.

"Why do you talk like that?" He asked rudely.

She furrowed her brows. "Like what?"

He answered honestly. "Like you don't know how to talk."

Her eyes began to blur with tears. Like she didn't know how to talk? What did that even mean? Was it her accent? Or the stutter she didn't know she had? She was sure she sounded stupid, so, so stupid. How come she couldn't talk to anyone but her parents and an adult or two around her? Why did children her own age frighten her so much?

She just didn't know how to be. She was immediately uncomfortable when he approached her, like her skin wasn't her own. She needed to learn how to talk, she needed to learn how to be, she needed to be better.

Her silence struck him and suddenly his eyes grew mischievous. "What? Are you simple?"

Simple? What did that mean? Papa said she was a complex girl full of variety.

"Oh, damn. You are." And then he started laughing at her. He laughed at her.

Her heart broke. Why was he laughing? What had she done that was so funny? This felt cruel. This felt mean.

She felt small, much smaller than before. Lissette curled into herself and the boy kept laughing.

He looked her up and down before throwing his ball up in the air and walking away, chuckles still falling from his lips.

"Lissette?" The voice of her papa came from beside her. She watched as he wiped blood from his mouth and sat beside her. He took in her saddened state. "What is it, my love, what happened?"

She just shook her head and cried into his chest. That was the day she realised that there was something deeply wrong with her, that she was missing one of the vital pieces of what it meant to exist, and that she would never be fixed.

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1914

Louis had Lissette by his side and Lestat was on her other side. She lay sandwiched between them as the younger vampire read to her.

"I shall grow old, and horrible, and dreadful. But this picture will always remain young. It will never be older than this particular day in June...if it were only the other way!" He read dramatically from Oscar Wilde's magnum opus, the Picture of Dorian Gray. After Dracula, it had quickly become Lissette's favourite book.

She giggled. "Do you think Oscar Wilde knew about vampires when he wrote that?"

Lestat laughed loudly at that. "Wouldn't that be a laugh? Imagine one like us debating and discussing literature with that queen. He'd be consummated and drained within the hour."

"Lestat!" Louis chided. "Not in front of Ettie!"

"Oh, please. As if she doesn't know what we do in the privacy of our room."

He paused for a moment and Lissette didn't take much offence to it. "Did you—did you have the talk with her?"

She furrowed her brows. "The talk?"

"Do you mean did we discuss the carnal nature of being alive? Yes, we did." Lestat answered casually, playing with his daughters hair.

Louis' eyes widened as he let the information sink in. He didn't remember how or who had taught him about sex, but he knew he couldn't ask his parents about it. How could Lissette and Lestat discuss this so casually? What exactly did he tell her? On top of that, he thought they'd have this discussion as a family so he could soften whatever vulgar thing Lestat would inevitably say.

He also thought it would be later on, much later on. She was still so young, and barely had any contact with children her age. Why did she need to know? Couldn't she stay a child for a little longer? Couldn't she be his baby for a little longer?

"Oh, yes. That. It sounds interesting." She said, absentmindedly.

"Yeah, well, you won't be doing that for a long time." Louis said carefully, readjusting the book on his lap.

"That's what the girls at your club do, right?" She asked. Louis didn't answer. "The one with the black hair; Andrea. She's very pretty. I think I like her."

With no friends her own age, she'd befriended a lot of the girls as her daddy's club. While her parents would have their fun at the club, they'd decided she was finally old enough to run around on her own, especially since the employees knew to always keep an eye on her. Last time she'd run off and been accosted by a mean looking man, the employee who was in charge of looking after her had been fired and then never heard from again. They'd learned to make sure she was safe after that.

She'd sit with the working girls and watch as they applied their makeup and laughed together. She'd play cards with them often, and as the budding young strategist she was, she always won. She liked Andrea the most. She had dark skin, darker hair and the most beautiful brown eyes she'd ever seen. She'd asked her a lot of questions about her work after her conversation with papa and luckily she'd filled in a lot of gaps.

She grew more and more enamoured with her as the months passed. She was only six years older than Lissette and she found that she finally had a female figure in her life to look up to. She grew jealous when she saw slimy men out their hands on her, but Andrea assured that she was well compensated for it. She still didn't like it.

Louis pulled a curious face. "Andrea?" He asked before a smirk grew across his face. "You like her, huh?"

Lissette nodded excitedly. "Yes. She gives me butterflies. She's pretty and kind and has very soft skin."

Lestat laughed from beside her. "Like fathers like daughter, I suppose. Is it only girls, ma petit?"

"I don't think so. It's just people. Pretty people, fascinating people. I just like them." She answered honestly.

"Hm." The blonde hummed. "You're just like me then. Welcome to a world of wonder, my girl."

"Not for a while though. A long while." Louis chimed in. "Can we get back to the book now, please? We gotta sleep soon and you know Ettie ain't gonna settle unless we finish this chapter."

"Yes, please." She asked as she readjusted herself on the bed. The soft lull of Louis' voice began again.

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1916

Lissette had recently turned thirteen, and her birthday was a lavish affair as always. Lestat spared no expense, buying the most beautiful dresses and the most fascinating books. The townhouse had been decorated in her favorite colours, pink, white and black, with banners and ribbons everywhere.

Her fathers had insisted on wearing party hats and she giggled when Louis secured the pointy hat to her head. "Thank you, daddy." He tapped her nose.

"You're welcome, sugar. Thirteen years today, my God." He walked her over to the table full of presents. "Who said you were allowed to grow up?"

"No one. No one at all, so the fact that you're doing so is an utter nuisance." Lestat came up behind her, tackling her in a tight hug and carrying her up as she squealed. "My beautiful little girl becomes a woman. Horrible." He flicked her temple.

"That's rude, papa."

"Yes, yes. So," he clapped his hands before her. "as much as I destain the idea of you growing, this is the most important day of the year and should be treated as such. Here." He handed her a velvet box.

She gasped excitedly, taking the box into her hands and being quick to open it. Within it was a golden ring encrusted with a symbol on it. Something like a lion with embellishments all around it. It was beautiful.

"Our family crest." Lestat said with an emotional voice, his smile proud. "The time has come for you to truly understand who and what we are. I hope you value the name as much as I do."

She gave a watery grin and launched herself into his arms. "Not nearly as much as I value the man who gave it to me." She pulled back and slipped the ring on. "Oh, papa, it's beautiful! I love it. Daddy, look! Look!" She turned to Louis with an innocent happiness.

Louis looked at Lestat's face and how it morphed into a look of fatherly pride before he looked to his daughter. "It's gorgeous, baby." Then he flourished his hand and bowed before her, reaching out to hold her hand. "Madame de Lioncourt."

She curtsied. "Monsiour de Pointe du Lac." She gave him her hand and they began to waltz around the room without music. Laughter spilled from them both.

Lestat settled himself at the piano, beginning a soft simple tune. He watched as his daughter danced with a light in her eyes she'd had ever since he found her.

Lissette felt herself grow comfortable, flinging herself around the room like a wild girl. Daddy smiled and laughed with her and that was the day she promised herself she'd never leave him.

( Daniel: So even with the drawbacks, you managed to have a childhood.

Lissette: A wonderful childhood. Full of love and art and affection. Don't get me wrong, there were always going to be things lacking, but isn't that true for every life?

Daniel: Well, most kids you know, see the sun every once in a while. Socialise with other kids, talk to someone other than their parents and their parents workers.

Lissette: If you're trying to say they fucked up, Danny, you're not wrong. But what parent didn't?

Daniel knew she was trying to excuse every mistake her fathers had made with her. She may have said she hated Lestat but her eyes told a different story. She may have said that she had forgiven Louis, but every time a hurtful memory came forward, she wouldn't meet his eyes.

Children very rarely saw their parents the way Lissette did, as infallible. Louis was an angel to her, her beautiful angel. He'd never really make a mistake in her eyes. He thought that, unaware of what would come after the last Mardi Gras Lissette would ever celebrate.

The day her heart would break into a million pieces, along with her mind. )

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AN: so…this was a WAY too long chapter, but I really wanted to introduce Lissette and sort of her dynamic with Louis, Lestat, Armand and Daniel. My next few posts will be one-shots from a lot later in the show, so they won’t be in chronological order but I will provide context for each of them. I hope y’all enjoyed this!

[mako-neexu]

i feel like a rabid dog.....dantes and guda rayshifting to a singularity in france where circumstances have them meeting a blue haired girl who helps her father's bakery... maybe the singularity has them watch over the girl - ciel's life maybe in vignettes - in order to achieve the grail... details are somewhat vague in my brain... but i would like it if dantes and ciel of course talked about a certain reincarnating vampire or just referenced even if the topic is unpleasant and of course stuff about the bakery between guda and ciel!! i havent checked ciel's lines yet since 1)i havent upgraded her to 4th ascension along with the skills 2)im lacking materials so much 3)i havent used her yet since im busy with upgrading her first so bond 0 so far unfortunately. i wonder if type lumina gets mentioned...? she did say she got exposed to his flames but instead of getting the same treatment as roa even if her soul is roa as dictated by the world she was undamaged,,

THINKING SO HARD ABOUT CIEL SENSEI AND GUDA BAD END CORNER THOUGH!!! havent finished summer event so im guessing things here

There was a click of the teacher's pointer stick. A familiar woman dressed this time in a professional outfit alongside the cat creature Ritsuka saw... It was Ciel. She's no longer in her swimsuit. Before Ritsuka could utter a word in confusion, the so-called space agent clapped her hands together and pointed a phrase written in English - DEAD END LESSON (Teach Me, Ciel-sensei Edition) - for the Master to see, "Thank you for waiting! This hint corner is for the unfortunate Fujimaru-san who got caught up in a bad ending!" "Make sure to pick the right choice in what you say to avoid getting split in half by the mysterious BB Dubai. Remember the way she called you 'Master' instead of 'Master-san'? That's your hint, good luck!"

its a nightmare... but it would be so good,,,!!

[healthlifeindubai]

Looking for the Best ENT Doctors in Dubai? Here's Your Guide! 👂👃👄

Searching for the best ENT doctors in Dubai can feel overwhelming with so many choices! But don't worry - Dubai's healthcare scene is packed with world-class ear, nose, and throat specialists ready to help you breathe easier and feel better!

Real Success Stories That Inspire! ⭐

Meet Sarah, an international teacher who struggled with chronic sinusitis in Dubai's climate. After finding the right specialist, she's back to teaching without constantly clearing her throat!

Then there's Ahmed, who finally got his sleep apnea under control thanks to expert ENT care. Now he's enjoying full nights of restful sleep and energetic days!

When Should You Visit an ENT? 🏥

Time to book that appointment if you have:

Frequent sinus infections

Hearing problems

Persistent throat pain

Voice changes

Sleep breathing issues

Chronic allergies

What to Look For 🔍

Top ENT clinics in Dubai offer:

Advanced diagnostic equipment

Multiple treatment options

English-speaking staff

Emergency care

Modern facilities

Complete hearing services

Before You Choose ✅

Remember to check:

Clinic location

Insurance coverage

Patient reviews

Appointment availability

Treatment costs

Specialist credentials

Finding the best ENT doctors in Dubai is easier than ever, thanks to the city's commitment to healthcare excellence. Whether you're battling allergies or need specialized care, you're in good hands with Dubai's top ENT specialists! #DubaiHealthcare

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is that RISH SHAH? oh, no, that’s NICO BAJWA, a TWENTY-SIX year old MUSICIAN who uses HE/HIM pronouns. they currently live in QUILIPUÉ, and the character they identify with most is KUZCO FROM THE EMPEROR’S NEW GROOVE. hopefully they find their own little paradise here in el país de los poetas! 

BASICS

full name: nico rahul bajwa  hometown: los angeles, ca  sexuality: heterosexual  birthday: august 15  zodiac: leo sun, capricorn moon, taurus rising  height: 5’11”  languages spoken: english, some spanish marital status: single  children: none  traits: creative, confident, charming, dramatic, selfish, pretentious  career claims: lany (discography), danny l. harle (producing and composing)

HISTORY tw brief mention of car accident

born to a business mogul and his socialite wife, nico is an only child (and it's obvious) who was doted on from the moment he was born

he never wanted for anything, was spoiled beyond belief, and was definitely never told no

he was raised primarily by nannies and his mom, time with his dad was precious — he traveled a lot and nico didn't get to see him

time that WAS spent with his dad was usually on a yacht in ibiza or a high rise in dubai (very chill) where nico learned that the world truly was HIS oyster

he started playing around with music in middle school, taking lessons for piano and violin and teaching himself drums and guitar

he quickly became drawn to experimental pop and dance music (thus danny l. harle claim... producer of charli xcx and caroline polachek among others)

he started out composing and producing in high school and working with artists that his dad helped connect him to (nepo baby but IS actually good at what he does, duality)

he also started writing his own stuff and instead of going to college, started to release his own solo music

his music quickly gained popularity and he kept it up AND kept up producing

he got into some trouble last year at a big industry party and had to pay a LOT for property damage (accidentally drove his car into a pool)

so he decided it would be best to drop off the scene for awhile and has been chilling in chile for the past few months; he's still making music and being an idiot, but more In Hidden

PERSONALITY

uhhhhh a narcissist, thinks the sun rises and sets for him, god's gift to earth

he IS talented and good at music, but sometimes hard to see past the fact that he is an asshole fr

party boy, playboy... dumbass boy

very very charming, like you may not initially notice the sheer amount of cockiness because he is laying the charm on thick, but talk to him for too long and you can tell you're being schmoozed

not trustworthy, not a very good friend (unless you like things to be paid for, because that he will do)

feel sorry for any woman that has ever dated him because he may spend money on you, but he will not be putting in any emotional labor

sings a lot of sad boy breakup songs, but mostly because he has a distorted view of WHY and HOW his relationships fell apart — gaslighting himself and others!

if i had to pick a good quality? he IS funny

and he is hot

there, two good qualities

WC found here pinterest found here

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The Jedi Temple was actually pretty Wild ya’ll

ya’ll know the Jedi Temple nurseries probably have like... HUGE aquariums, right? No, not for fish. For all the aquatic babies, like Nautolans, who are born lookin’ like cute lil tadpoles. Just imagine, they got their own lil underwater version of the jedi temple in there, with underwater rooms n stuff, and all the aquatic Jedi caring for them who occasionally wave at all those unlucky people outside that weren’t born with gills.

Which leads me to the next point. There’s A LOT of underwater force abilities that can be learned. Not to mention that every Jedi is going to be taught how to swim, and how to use the force to hold their breath for as long as possible, etc etc. So like, the pools in the Jedi Temples? Freaking MASSIVE. Ya’ll ever heard of that free diving pool? The ‘world’s deepest pool’, in Dubai, that basically has a ‘sunken city’ for divers to explore? Now imagine that on an even bigger scale, and you got the Jedi pools. Thousands of feet deep. 

Like, consider how big the Jedi Temple on Coruscant is... that sucker is like a miniature city all on it’s own, stretching all the way down through the various levels of Coruscant. They have schools in there, a super high tech prison for fallen Jedi and Sith, a whole ass hospital and asylum. Libraries that were probably filled with almost all known knowledge that was known to the galaxy, cultures, worlds, histories, everything. A HUGE menagerie. Probably HUNDREDS of different arenas in various simulated biomes. Not to mention The Room Of A Thousand Fountains. There’s even The Lake Level, which was basically a LITERAL BEACH inside the temple. With a shore and everything. As a meditative retreat. This temple was fucking insane. Temple??? No, it was a literal city inside of a city. And not just Jedi, either. Regular people were allowed to work there, and the various non-combat roles that Jedi were allowed to pursue as well, if they didn’t want to, or were unable to, pursue the path of the Knight. Doctors, librarians, navigators, engineers. You name it, they had it.

All of which was just... destroyed in a day. So much knowledge. So much culture. Wiped out. I say culture because the Jedi really were this amazing melting pot of cultures. Consider this... almost all Jedi, no matter their race, are brought to the Jedi Temple, on Coruscant, where the national language is Basic (English). They are almost always brought in as infants. And yet every race has been taught their own language and customs. Plo Koon knows his own people���s language. Ahsoka knows her own people’s language. The Jedi didn’t just teach Jedi how to Jedi, they taught them their own culture, even taught them rituals and customs related to their cultures, like teaching Togruta how to go on their little hunt trial that they do as a symbol of entering adulthood. The Jedi didn’t have to do these things, those Togruta would have been none the wiser about this part of their culture until they became adults and discovered themselves. But they didn’t have to, because the Jedi went out of their way to preserve each race’s culture within their own mega-culture, teaching each race their own language, customs, and more. That’s freaking amazing.

Honestly, it’s just so tragic that it was all destroyed, pretty much. And I can’t imagine how much knowledge was lost forever (or at the very least, is so much harder to find now) after the destruction of the Jedi Archives. Thousands of years, hell, even more than that. Of knowledge. Just... gone. 

Anyways idk how this went from speculation on underwater Jedi Nurseries to me rambling about various Jedi Temple facts, to tragic lamenting on Palpatine’s targeted genocide but here we are. So I give you all.... my word vomit. Enjoy. 

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Exploring Part-Time Job Opportunities in Dubai: Find Flexibility and Employment Options

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Are you looking for part time jobs in Dubai that offer flexibility and great employment options? With its thriving economy and flourishing job market, Dubai is a great place to find part-time opportunities. 

With the rise of the gig economy, more and more people are looking for part-time jobs. It allows them to pursue their passions or hobbies without committing to a full-time job. 

We will explore the available part-time job opportunities in Dubai, from freelancing and remote work to flexible part-time positions in various industries. 

Let's get started!

Why Consider a Part-Time Job in Dubai?

Part time jobs in Dubai are great options for those who want to work and still have plenty of time for their hobbies and interests. Here are some reasons why you might want to consider a part-time job in Dubai:

Flexibility:

Part time jobs in Dubai can allow you to work the hours that suit your schedule. This especially benefits students, homemakers, or individuals with other commitments.

Experience:

Working a part-time job in Dubai can help you gain valuable experience that can enhance your career prospects in the future.

Additional Income:

Part-time jobs in Dubai can provide additional income to support your expenses, pay bills, or save up for something you want.

Variety of Options:

Dubai has a variety of part-time job opportunities available, from customer service to hospitality and many more.

Chance to Network:

Working a part-time job in Dubai can allow you to meet new people and expand your network, leading to future job opportunities.

Develop Skills:

In Dubai, part-time jobs can help you develop important communication, time management, and teamwork skills.

So why not explore the options and find the one that suits you best?

Part-Time Job Opportunities in Dubai 2023 - You Need to Know

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Here are some potential options to consider:

Call Center Jobs

A call center is where people answer phones and talk to customers who need help. If you're good at talking to people and want to work part-time in Dubai, then call center jobs could be perfect for you!

Many companies in Dubai need people to work in their call centers. These jobs can be flexible and work around your schedule. They also pay well and can give you a great experience in customer service.

Some call center jobs require you to speak multiple languages, such as Arabic or Hindi. But if you only speak English, there are still many jobs available.

You must be friendly and patient with customers when you work in a call center. To help customers solve their problems, listening to their concerns and providing effective solutions attentively is crucial. This can be a challenging job, but it can also be rewarding when you help someone solve a problematic issue.

If you're looking for a part-time job in Dubai, consider applying for a call center job. It could be a great way to earn money and gain valuable experience!

Tutor

Are you a smart student who wants to earn some extra money? Then, you can become a tutor and teach others what you know! 

There are lots of part time jobs in Dubai as a tutor. You can help kids with homework or teach them a new skill, like playing an instrument or speaking a new language.

To become a tutor, you should be patient and friendly. You also need to know your subject well. For example, if you love math, you can teach other kids how to solve equations. If you love reading, you can help them improve their reading skills. Also, you can choose your hours, which is great for students busy with schoolwork.

You can advertise on social media or ask your school if they need tutoring to find tutoring jobs. You can also join a tutoring agency, which can help you find clients and provide you with training.

Being a tutor is a great way to earn money and help other kids simultaneously. You can make a big difference in someone's life and feel good about yourself too! 

So why not give it a try?

Tour Guide

As a tour guide, you'll show visitors around the city, teach them about its history and culture, and help them have an unforgettable experience. You must have great communication skills and know the city's landmarks and attractions. Also, you will be able to handle unexpected situations.

To become a tour guide, you'll start by researching and learning as much as possible about the city and its tourist attractions. In addition, being proficient in multiple languages is important in Dubai for effective communication with visitors worldwide.

Once you've researched and are confident in your knowledge, you can look for tour guide jobs. Some companies offer part-time positions, while others may require you to work full-time. 

Being a tour guide is a great way to meet new people, learn new things, and earn extra money in your spare time.

Waiter / Waitress

If you want to earn extra money, being a waiter or waitress is a great part-time job in Dubai! 

It's a job where you serve food and drinks to people in a restaurant or cafe. It's a job where interacting with different people can be fun! 

Here are some things you need to know about being a waiter or waitress:

First, you need to be friendly and polite. You will be dealing with different kinds of people, and you need to make them feel welcome. Smile and greet them when they come in. Listen carefully to their orders and ask if they need anything else.

Second, you need to be organized. You need to remember the orders and make sure they are prepared correctly. You must serve the food and drinks on time and in order. You also need to handle money and give the correct change.

Third, you need to be able to work in a team. You will be working with other waiters and waitresses, as well as the kitchen staff. You need to communicate well with them and help each other out.

Being a waiter or waitress can be a great part-time job in Dubai if you can do these things. It can allow you to earn money and learn new skills!

Driver

One of the part time jobs in Dubai that can pay well is being a driver. A driver's job is to operate a vehicle and transport people or goods from one location to another.

If you are a responsible driver with a valid driving license and know how to navigate the roads of Dubai, consider working part-time as a driver. For example, you can work as a personal driver for someone, deliver goods for a company, or work for a taxi or ride-sharing service.

Being a driver can be a great way to earn extra money, as there is always a demand for people who can drive. You can also enjoy the flexibility of choosing your hours and deciding how much you want to work.

You must have the right insurance and a clean driving record as a driver. Also, you will need to be reliable, punctual, and courteous, as you will be representing the company or individual you are working for.

If you enjoy driving and want to earn extra money, consider part-time jobs in Dubai as a driver. It can be a great way to earn money while enjoying the open road!

Frequently Asked Questions

How Much Can a Student Earn From Dubai as Part-Time Job?

Wages for part-time work in Dubai, UAE, may range from AED 15 to AED 30 per hour. This depends on the type of job and the company you work for. 

Can a Person Do a Part-Time Job in Dubai?

Yes! Any UAE national or expatriate within the UAE who holds a valid visa and is above the age of 18 years can apply for a part-time job permit.

How Much Does Part-Time Pay in Dubai?

AED 150 per day (2400 per month) for the duration of the contract, which is 4 times a week.

How Much Can a Fresher Earn in Dubai?

A fresher in Dubai can earn an average of AED 2,655 per month.

Get Hired Quickly - Apply Now!!

If you want to find part time jobs in Dubai, it's important to start looking now! 

With iapply.ai, you can search for jobs and apply easily. Remember, even if you are a kid, you can still make money with part time jobs in Dubai! You can do things like babysitting, pet sitting, or helping at a local store. 

Just ask your parents for help and guidance before starting any job. Working part-time can be a great way to learn new skills and save money for things you want to do or buy. Save time scouring job boards or applying to relevant jobs. Instead, head over to iapply.ai and start your part-time job search today.

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Was once trying to type Hangul (the Korean alphabet) into a machine translator to figure out the cooking directions on something I'd bought at H-Mart. I couldn't use the camera via google translate because it was a "hand-written" font (also google translate is bad at Korean, papago.naver.com is far better)

Swear to god the only reason I managed was that the Hangul-drilling app on my phone also teaches you how to write the letters, and from there I could figure out the way you might write it if you were being slightly sloppy, because it is often NOT how you'd expect to do it coming from English

like what

in any case, if you want a REALLY NICE legible, pretty, easy and fast-to-write print and cursive handwriting (for English), look up Getty-Dubay Italic handwriting! They even make a workbook for adults!

Russian handwriting

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Why Choose Language Classes for Kids in Dubai? Benefits for Young Learners

Dubai's cosmopolitanism makes multilingualism increasingly important. Early exposure to many languages improves cognitive, academic, and social development. It makes children well-rounded global citizens. Starting your child in language classes for kids in Dubai will open the path to lifetime advantages. This article explores the several reasons why language courses in Dubai are so beneficial for young students. Especially when offered by a reputable institution such as Sahara Education.  It is known for its professional language instruction and child-friendly policy.

Cognitive Growth and Brain Stimulation:

Early learning of a new language offers one of the most critical cognitive enhancements available. Learning a language forces kids to check fresh grammar structures, vocabulary, and sounds. It strengthens cognitive development and stimulates the brain. Studies of bilingual and multilingual children have found that they have enhanced critical thinking. Also, more creativity, and better problem-solving ability.

In language classes for Dubai's young citizens, children take part in activities meant to boost brain activity. In turn, this helps the brain grow and change more quickly. Early starts help them pick up the language more easily. The ability benefits other spheres of their lives as well, enhancing their general academic performance.

Improved memory and concentration:

Early language acquisition improves memory since young children have to recall new words, phrases, and sentence construction. Regular use of these components, as well as memorising and repetition, helps to increase their recall and retention. Studies have also shown that learning a language makes it easier to concentrate and focus. It allows kids to block out distractions and remain attentive to chores. Al Nahda language courses enhance these skills in a fast-paced world.

Academic Improvement Across Subjects:

Children do better in many other subjects in school as well as language skills when they learn a language. It enhances verbal abilities, for example, which support writing and reading comprehension. Learning new language grammar helps one understand difficult grammar in their native language. Language, memory, and concentration improvements usually lead to higher grades in math, science, and social studies.

Respect for Different Cultures:

Cultural awareness is essential in the cosmopolitan setting of Dubai. Children enrolled in language classes for Dubai expose themselves to fresh ideas, cultures, and customs. Kids can learn more about other cultures by picking up a language like Arabic, French, or even English. Being aware of this helps kids become more open-minded and flexible. It, in turn, helps them learn to tolerate, understand, and respect many cultures. This includes cultural events that teach youngsters about food, celebrations, and history. We learn about customs connected with the language, and language classes help deepen our awareness of the world.

Improved self-esteem and confidence:

Learning a new language makes kids quite confident. When they practise, interact with peers, and learn a new language, their self-esteem and shyness improve.  Language Courses in Dubai often include hands-on activities that get kids to talk in front of their peers. Which helps them get better at public speaking and getting along with others. Children who improve their language skills gain confidence in their ability to learn and face new challenges.

Socialising and Making Friends:

Language classes are also social venues where kids run across like-minded peers. Learning beside others promotes communication, cooperation, and teamwork. By playing with their peers, kids learn how to get along with others, make friends, and build relationships that sometimes last beyond school. Language classes in Al Nadha help children from diverse families make friends and interact with others.

Getting ready for a globe:

Multilingualism is an excellent advantage in today's worldwide society. Speaking several languages can present a great deal of personal and professional possibilities. Early language learning prepares kids for international business, diplomacy, tourism, education, and more. Language courses in Al Nahda and other Dubai areas can help children be flexible in a fast-changing workplace.

Lifelong Learning and Personal Growth:

Language learning is personal growth as well as academic. Challenged kids learn grammar, vocabulary, and pronunciation and become resilient. For personal growth, they come to welcome mistakes and adjust. This mindset encourages lifelong learning and openness to new experiences in all aspects of their lives.

Why Select Sahara Education for Language Courses in Al Nadha?

Given the plenty of language courses in Al Nadha, one must select a respectable, kid-friendly institution. It is why Sahara Education is one of the best places for taking  language classes for kids in Dubai:

Certified Instructors with Experience:

Sahara Education has a group of very skilled and experienced language teachers with a specific focus on children. Their teachers use child-friendly methods to engage young brains and improve language learning.

Customised Kid Curriculum:

Sahara Education's curriculum is especially for youngsters. Since kids learn differently from adults, they created an interactive, activity-based program. Dubai language courses use games, songs, stories, and creative activities to make learning fun and memorable.

Engaging Learning Environment:

Sahara Education classrooms are designed to be friendly and kid-friendly. They use bright pictures, sound devices, and interesting objects to make the space fun and good for learning. By making kids feel comfortable and motivated, Sahara Education fosters language acquisition.

Friendly Location: Al Nahda Language Courses

Sahara Education provides language courses in Al Nahda, which is convenient for families all around Dubai. Parents don't have to go far to give their kids a good language education because Sahara's classes are held in convenient places that are easy to get to.

Emphasise all the major languages:

Among the several languages taught by Sahara Education are Arabic, English, French, and others. This extensive array of choices helps parents select the language best fit for their child's needs and objectives. Sahara Education is ready to give a strong basis in every language so that kids might easily reach fluency.

Affordable solutions and flexible schedules:

Sahara Education provides flexible class times and session lengths to fit various routines. They make their options affordable because they know that families in Dubai are busy and want more of them to be able to get good language lessons.

Sahara Education stresses whole development besides language ability. Sahara prepares young people for a society that values empathy, knowledge, and open-mindedness by emphasising cultural awareness and personal growth. Their language courses enable kids to grow not only into better communicators but also into whole people.

Conclusion:

Choosing language classes for kids in Dubai is a priceless investment in their future. Learning a language helps young students do well in school by helping them develop their social skills and brains. Your child can get these benefits from language classes in Al Nahda and other parts of Dubai. This will help them do well in a multilingual environment.

Among the choices, Sahara Education stands out for its dedication to quality. It has child-friendly teaching and all-around development. Parents wishing to give their children the gift of language would find Sahara Education the perfect fit. It is for its experienced teachers, interactive curriculum, and available venues. Sahara Education gives your child language skills and global success tools.

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How to Choose the Best AP Coaching and Prep Program in Dubai

1. Identify Your Subject Requirements

AP courses cover a broad range of subjects, including sciences, mathematics, literature, social sciences, and foreign languages. Before selecting an AP Prep Dubai program, consider which AP exams align with your strengths, interests, and future academic or career goals. Some students may aim for science courses like AP Biology or AP Chemistry, while others might focus on humanities like AP English or AP History. Once you have identified your target subjects, it becomes easier to find AP Coaching Dubai programs that specialize in those areas. Opting for subject-specific coaching ensures you get targeted guidance and resources tailored to the requirements of your chosen AP exams.

2. Look for Experienced and Qualified Instructors

One of the most critical factors in choosing an AP coaching program is the experience and expertise of the instructors. Since AP exams are rigorous, it’s essential to learn from teachers who have a deep understanding of AP curriculum standards and exam formats. Many AP Coaching Dubai institutions employ teachers who have significant experience in teaching AP courses or have even served as AP examiners. Qualified instructors can offer valuable insights into exam strategies, provide targeted feedback, and help students develop effective study habits. When researching programs, consider seeking testimonials from previous students and asking about instructor credentials.

3. Evaluate Curriculum and Study Materials

An effective AP Prep Dubai program provides comprehensive study materials and a structured curriculum. High-quality programs often offer textbooks, practice exams, quizzes, and access to online resources that mirror the actual AP exam format. Look for programs that incorporate regular practice tests, as these are invaluable for building familiarity with exam timing, structure, and question types. Additionally, AP coaching centers in Dubai may offer customized study plans tailored to each student's needs, allowing you to focus more intensively on challenging areas while reinforcing your strengths.

4. Assess Class Size and Learning Environment

Class size plays a significant role in determining the effectiveness of an AP coaching program. Smaller class sizes are generally preferred as they allow for more personalized attention and interaction between students and instructors. In a one-on-one or small group setting, instructors can better understand each student’s learning style, provide individualized support, and adapt their teaching methods to address specific challenges. Many AP Coaching Dubai centers prioritize small classes or even offer private tutoring options for students who may benefit from a more personalized approach.

5. Consider Flexibility and Support Resources

Since AP students often have busy schedules with other academic and extracurricular commitments, flexibility is key. Look for AP Prep Dubai programs that offer flexible scheduling options, such as evening or weekend classes, to accommodate busy students. Additionally, programs that provide extra support, like online resources, additional practice materials, and review sessions, can make a significant difference in your preparation. Some coaching centers even offer access to guidance counselors who can help students with college applications and future academic planning, adding long-term value to the program.

6. Check Success Rates and Reputation

A good indicator of an AP coaching center’s effectiveness is its success rate and reputation in the community. High pass rates on AP exams reflect the quality of instruction and the center’s commitment to student success. Many students and parents in Dubai rely on reviews, referrals, and testimonials to assess the reliability of a coaching center. Look for AP Coaching Dubai programs with a strong track record of helping students achieve high scores on AP exams, as this demonstrates both the effectiveness of the program and the dedication of the instructors.

Conclusion

Selecting the right AP Coaching Dubai program can make a significant impact on your academic performance and college application journey. By evaluating programs based on factors such as instructor qualifications, curriculum quality, class size, flexibility, and success rates, you can find an AP Prep Dubai service that best suits your needs. With the right support, dedication, and preparation, achieving high scores on AP exams is entirely attainable. Remember, investing in a quality AP prep program is not just about passing exams; it’s about laying a strong foundation for your future academic success.

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NAO robots in dubai

The humanoid robot NAO is well-known for its advanced artificial intelligence (AI), mobility, and expressive interaction abilities. With capabilities including cameras, sensors, and microphones, NAO's small size allows it to observe and interact with its environment. It stands at around 23 inches (58 cm) tall. NAO is particularly fascinating for audiences of all ages because of its fluid motor skills, which allow it to walk, sit, dance, and even make basic gestures. Additionally, it is highly programmable, enabling users to tailor its reactions and features to particular requirements, which makes it perfect for Dubai's tech-driven atmosphere.

Key Applications of NAO Robots in Dubai

Educational Support and Learning

To promote STEM education, NAO robots are being included in Dubai's training facilities and schools. Through their hands-on, interactive approach, kids may learn robotics, coding, and problem-solving techniques, making difficult ideas more approachable and pleasurable. NAO is used by educational institutions to teach AI principles and basic programming, assisting students in acquiring the skills necessary for future tech jobs. The next generation of engineers and inventors is being inspired by NAO robots, which are encouraging curiosity and technical expertise in young learners as Dubai strives to develop a highly competent workforce.

Healthcare Assistance and Therapy

By interacting with patients, particularly youngsters, the elderly, and those with special needs, NAO robots provide doctors and therapists with invaluable assistance. During therapeutic sessions, these robots help with sociability, communication, and exercise. For instance, NAO can engage in controlled, repetitive interactions with kids who have autism, which can help them develop their social and cognitive abilities. NAO robots offer a warm, reassuring presence in Dubai's medical facilities, making treatment more accessible to patients.

Customer Service in Public Spaces

NAO robots are being deployed in Dubai’s shopping centers, airports, and government service centers to assist visitors with inquiries and information. With speech recognition and multilingual capabilities, NAO can communicate in both English and Arabic, making it accessible to a diverse population. These robots can guide visitors through facilities, answer frequently asked questions, and even provide entertainment. This efficient, interactive customer service model aligns with Dubai’s commitment to providing high-quality, convenient services for residents and tourists alike.

NAO robots represent a fascinating blend of AI innovation, practical applications, and user-friendly interaction, making them an ideal choice for Dubai’s tech-forward landscape. Their impact on education, healthcare, and customer service demonstrates the versatility and value that AI and robotics bring to modern cities. As Dubai continues to embrace technology to enhance its infrastructure and services, NAO robots are positioned to play a key role in making daily life smarter, more interactive, and accessible for all. The presence of NAO robots in Dubai is not just a step forward in AI but a move toward a more connected, efficient, and compassionate urban experience.

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Why Online PTE Coaching in Dubai Can Open Doors to Academic Success and Global Opportunities

English is necessary if you are in Dubai and looking to advance in your academic and career life. Given that the city attracts people from various backgrounds, there’s an increasing demand for English proficiency assessments such as the Pearson Test of English (PTE). This blog will explore why  Online PTE coaching in Dubai can be the right way to go if you are planning to be academically successful while at the same time gaining international opportunities.

The Significance of English Proficiency

Academia, business and diplomacy are currently being conducted using English as the universal language of communication. As most of the population in Dubai are expatriates from different language backgrounds, English proficiency is essential to communicate and blend into the multicultural area.

Typically, universities and colleges ask international applicants to submit standardised test scores such as P.T.E. Academic or IELTS as part of their admissions. Achieving a high score in either the PTE or IELTS exam in Dubai not only validates one's English language skills but also enhances one's competitiveness in the global academic landscape.

The Role of PTE Coaching

Understanding the nuances of English and succeeding in standardised tests like the PTE demands focused preparation and expert guidance. PTE coaching programs are instrumental in this regard. Joining a trusted online PTE coaching centre offers students thorough training tailored to boost their performance across all test sections.

PTE coaching isn't just about test readiness; it provides students with language skills, exam strategies, and assurance needed to excel under pressure. Skilled tutors use effective teaching methods to improve listening, speaking, reading, and writing proficiency—the critical areas evaluated in the PTE Academic exam.

Tailored Learning Experience

The available online PTE coaching stands apart for how they personalise what you learn. The coaching centres are reputable and know that each student has strengths and weaknesses, so they tailor their teaching as best as possible for each influenced student. Whether you must focus on improving your pronunciation, grammar, or time management, dedicated tutors provide tailor-made support and feedback to help you continue improving.

Additionally, online PTE coaching institutes use various resources like mock tests, practice exercises, and multimedia materials to replicate the exam setting and help students become familiar with its structure and demands.

Confidence Building and Motivation

Preparing for standardised tests often brings about test anxiety and a need for confidence-building among students. This pressure can be incredibly daunting for those unfamiliar with standardised testing or needing more confidence in English language skills.

Online PTE coaching programs tackle this by creating a supportive learning environment where students are encouraged to take risks, learn from mistakes, and grow. Students learn to feel confident and resilient enough to answer complex questions and calm themselves to accost the exam. With time and increasing skill and confidence, students are more energised to realise their educational and career aspirations to the mutual benefit of everyone.

Gateway to Academic Success

Online PTE coaching in Dubai doesn't just help with university admissions; it also boosts students' academic prospects and opens doors to success. A high score in the PTE Academic exam meets language proficiency requirements and shows readiness for educational challenges.

Additionally, strong English skills provide access to educational resources, research opportunities, and academic networks in English-speaking countries. Students who undergo online PTE coaching gain entry to top-notch education systems known for innovation and excellence, setting them up for a promising future.

Global Career Opportunities

Today, employers worldwide prize candidates who are excellent communicators, culturally aware and possess a global view. Often, the source of these qualities is proficiency in English and international exposure. Online PTE coaching in Dubai is an excellent investment for professionals looking to advance their future or beyond the corner.

Getting a high PTE score dramatically improves your chances of getting a job. It opens up opportunities in IT, business and finance, health care, tourism and hospitality, teaching, etc. Regardless of focusing on positions in multinational companies, young start-ups or international organisations, those with a good command of the English language will be more likely to succeed in the integrated environment of today’s economy.

Conclusion

PTE online classes in Dubai are one way of attaining education and provide opportunities for people to enhance their educational and career dreams. Attending reliable coaching would help the student improve language proficiency, strategise on taking tests, and boost confidence to handle the PTE Academic examination and other related activities. English proficiency becomes a gateway to many opportunities for students who speak English, where they can continue their academic success, grow in their careers, and widen their cultural enlightenment, making their dreams come true in Dubai and the globe beyond.

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Navigating the Path to Admission in Dubai

As one of the fastest-growing cities in the world, Dubai has become a premier destination for families seeking quality education for their children. The emirate boasts a diverse range of schools and educational institutions that cater to various curricula, including British, American, and International Baccalaureate systems. With this diversity, parents often face the challenge of navigating the admission process. This article aims to provide insights into the key steps and considerations for families looking to secure a spot for their child in one of Dubai’s esteemed schools.

Understanding the Education Landscape

Dubai's education system is characterized by its variety and competitiveness. Schools in the emirate offer different curricula to cater to the multicultural population, which consists of expatriates and locals alike. Parents should first identify the type of curriculum that aligns with their child’s needs and future aspirations. For instance, British and American systems focus on critical thinking and analytical skills, while the International Baccalaureate emphasizes a holistic approach to education.

Navigating school admission in Dubai can be both exciting and challenging for families. With a diverse array of educational institutions offering various curricula—ranging from British and American to the International Baccalaureate—parents must carefully consider their options. School admission in Dubai typically involves several steps, including submitting an application form, providing necessary documentation like academic records and medical certificates, and preparing for entrance assessments or interviews.

Researching Schools

Once parents have determined the preferred curriculum, the next step is to research schools that offer it. This includes visiting school websites, reading parent reviews, and attending open days or school tours. These events provide valuable insights into the school environment, facilities, and teaching methodologies.

Additionally, parents should consider the school’s location, as proximity can affect daily commutes and overall convenience. Some families prefer schools in specific neighborhoods due to their community feel or proximity to their workplaces. Finding a school that balances quality education with location can significantly enhance the family’s overall experience.

Preparing for the Application Process

The application process can vary greatly between schools, but there are common steps that most institutions follow. Generally, parents will need to complete an application form and provide necessary documentation, including:

Birth Certificate: A copy of the child’s birth certificate is often required for age verification.

Passport Copies: Copies of the child’s and parent’s passports may be needed.

Academic Records: For students transferring from another school, previous academic records will be essential.

Medical Records: Proof of vaccinations and any relevant health information might be requested.

It is advisable to start gathering these documents early in the process to avoid any last-minute hurdles. Some schools may also require additional information, such as a personal statement or recommendations, particularly for older students.

Entrance Assessments and Interviews

Many schools in Dubai conduct entrance assessments or interviews as part of their admission process. These evaluations help schools understand the child’s academic abilities and personal interests. Parents should prepare their children for these assessments by reviewing relevant subject material and practicing interview techniques.

Entrance assessments can vary in format; some may focus on mathematics and English, while others may include problem-solving tasks or creative projects. It is crucial for parents to remain supportive during this time, as children can feel anxious about assessments. Encouragement and practice can help ease their nerves and boost their confidence.

Understanding Tuition Fees and Financial Aid

Dubai's educational institutions come with varying tuition fees, often reflecting the quality of facilities and teaching staff. It is essential for families to budget accordingly and understand the full cost of education, which may include uniforms, textbooks, and extracurricular activities.

Some schools offer scholarships or financial aid programs to help families manage costs. Parents should inquire about these opportunities during the application process, as they can significantly alleviate financial burdens. Early communication with the school’s administration about financial options can ensure that families are well-prepared.

Navigating the Waitlist

Given the high demand for quality education in Dubai, some families may find themselves on a waitlist for their preferred school. This can be a frustrating experience, but understanding how waitlists work can help ease concerns. Schools often keep track of students who are not immediately accepted and will notify families as spots become available.

During this time, parents should remain proactive. Keeping in touch with the school, expressing continued interest, and exploring alternative options can be beneficial. Some families choose to apply to multiple schools to increase their chances of securing a spot, which can be a strategic approach in a competitive environment.

Embracing the Transition

Once a child secures a place at a school, the transition can still be a significant change for the entire family. It is important to prepare children for their new environment by discussing what they can expect. Visiting the school, meeting teachers, and engaging with future classmates can help ease the transition and make the first day less daunting.

Additionally, parents should be open to communicating with school staff about any concerns or questions they may have. Building a strong relationship with teachers and administrators can foster a sense of belonging and ensure a smooth adjustment for the child.

Conclusion

In conclusion, the process of admission in Dubai presents both opportunities and challenges for families seeking quality education for their children. With a diverse range of schools offering various curricula, parents must take the time to research and understand their options thoroughly. By preparing the necessary documentation, familiarizing themselves with the application requirements, and supporting their children through assessments, families can navigate this competitive landscape effectively. Furthermore, being proactive and engaging with schools can greatly enhance the likelihood of securing a place. As education in Dubai continues to evolve, families can feel confident that they are investing in a world-class educational experience. Ultimately, successful admission in Dubai not only opens doors for academic achievement but also paves the way for personal growth and future opportunities in a dynamic and multicultural environment. Embracing this journey is essential for ensuring a bright future for students in this vibrant city.

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IELTS Classes in Dubai: Olive Education Keys To Success

Do you want to study or work in an English speaking country? In this scenario, the IELTS is a stepping stone in front of you. Today, the highest demand lies in the language proficiency sector. So, here comes Olive Education offering high-quality IELTS classes near Muwaileh, Dubai. Olive Education Institute set up with all intent to help you gain the desired scores.

Mastering the IELTS exam is crucial for students targeting an academic or professional future improvement. Classes at Olive Education are individually attention-grabbing, with practical exercises and guidance from experts. Here's why our IELTS course in Dubai stands out:

Experienced Teachers: Our teachers are highly qualified with years of experience in teaching IELTS. They provide very useful tips and tactics that help the students to take their test with confidence.

Flexible Timings: We offer you flexible timings, be it a student or working professional.

Coaching: Every student learns differently. We emphasize one-on-one coaching to bring strength in their weak areas and build up their confidence level.

IELTS Classes Near Muwaileh: Accessible and Convenient

Olive Education offers the convenience of a superbly located IELTS course near Muwaileh to the residents living within Muwaileh that would allow access for students in Sharjah and its surrounding areas to guarantee that the students receive a comfortable learning environment during which they may focus fully on preparation.

Top Features of the IELTS Preparation near Muwaileh

Our IELTS preparation near Muwaileh will endow the students with practical experience, intense training, and a clear idea of what will happen on test day. Here are some of the main features of our preparation program:

Mock Tests: Regular Tests, Simulating Actual Test Conditions. We will provide you with regular mock tests which would be real-time experience of the actual test environment that ensures reduced anxiety and, above all, be adept with managing time.

Targeted Training: Whether it's fluency in speech or building up the writing abilities, we have targeted sessions to polish a given area.

Feedback and Monitoring of Progress: Our trainers give you specific and useful feedback after each practice session. You can monitor your progress through such feedback.

Small Class Intakes: We maintain small class intakes so every student receives focused attention from the instructor maximizing the outcomes.

Commence preparing for an IELTS course in Dubai or seek IELTS near Muwaileh, Olive Education strives to provide quality training coupled with achieving results. Thorough expert guidance along with practical resources will get the target score for you.

Join us today and unlock opportunities in your global journey with Olive Education's IELTS programs!

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Navigating Primary Schools in Dubai: A Comprehensive Overview

Dubai, a city renowned for its dynamic culture and rapid growth, offers a vibrant educational landscape for families seeking quality schooling for their children. With an array of institutions providing various curricula, parents are often presented with an exciting yet overwhelming choice when selecting the best fit for their child. This article explores the features, benefits, and educational approaches of primary schools in the city, helping families make informed decisions.

The Diverse Educational Landscape

The educational scene in Dubai is as diverse as its population. Families can choose from several curricula, including British, American, Indian, and International Baccalaureate (IB), among others. This variety allows parents to select an educational path that aligns with their values and educational goals. Many schools combine international standards with local insights, creating an environment that prepares students for a globalized world while respecting cultural nuances.

British curriculum primary schools in Dubai offer a structured and comprehensive educational experience for young learners. These institutions follow a well-defined framework that emphasizes core subjects such as English, Mathematics, and Science, fostering critical thinking and problem-solving skills from an early age. In addition to academic rigor, British curriculum primary schools in Dubai provide a range of extracurricular activities that promote creativity, teamwork, and physical fitness.

Curriculum Frameworks

Primary education serves as the foundation for a child’s academic journey, and the curricula offered in Dubai’s schools reflect this significance.

British Curriculum: This structured approach emphasizes core subjects such as English, Mathematics, and Science. It is designed to foster critical thinking and problem-solving skills. Assessment methods, including standardized testing at key stages, ensure that students meet specific educational benchmarks.

American Curriculum: Known for its flexibility, the American curriculum promotes creativity and individual expression. It integrates various subjects, including social studies and the arts, providing a holistic approach to education. This curriculum often allows for elective courses in later grades, enabling students to explore their interests further.

International Baccalaureate (IB): The IB program emphasizes inquiry-based learning, encouraging students to engage with subjects through exploration and research. This curriculum fosters a love for learning and prepares students for global citizenship by promoting cultural understanding and respect.

Early Childhood Education

Many institutions in Dubai offer an Early Years Foundation Stage (EYFS) program for young learners aged three to five. This play-based curriculum focuses on holistic development, covering areas such as communication, physical development, and personal, social, and emotional growth. By creating an engaging and interactive learning environment, the EYFS approach lays a strong foundation for future academic success.

Class Sizes and Teacher Qualifications

Class sizes in Dubai’s primary schools can vary, but many institutions strive for smaller student-to-teacher ratios. This allows for individualized attention, enabling teachers to cater to each child’s unique learning style and needs. A supportive classroom environment fosters a sense of belonging, encouraging students to participate actively in their education.

Teachers in these schools are often highly qualified, with many holding advanced degrees and certifications from their home countries. Ongoing professional development is prioritized, ensuring educators stay current with the latest teaching methodologies and educational practices. This commitment to quality instruction ultimately enhances student learning outcomes.

Extracurricular Activities

Beyond academic pursuits, primary schools in Dubai place significant emphasis on extracurricular activities. These programs are vital for students' overall development, offering opportunities to explore interests outside of the classroom.

Sports, arts, music, and drama are common extracurricular options. Participation in these activities not only helps develop physical skills but also fosters teamwork, creativity, and leadership. Schools often organize events, competitions, and performances, allowing students to showcase their talents and build confidence.

Cultural Awareness and Social Responsibility

Given Dubai’s multicultural environment, many schools emphasize cultural awareness and social responsibility in their curricula. Students are encouraged to learn about diverse cultures, traditions, and perspectives, fostering an understanding of global citizenship.

Schools often celebrate international days, enabling students to share their heritage and learn about their classmates’ backgrounds. Community service initiatives are also commonly integrated into the curriculum, teaching children the importance of giving back and being active participants in their communities.

Parental Involvement

Parental involvement is highly valued in Dubai’s educational landscape. Many schools encourage parents to actively participate in their child’s education through regular meetings, workshops, and events. This partnership strengthens the home-school connection, reinforcing learning and fostering a sense of community.

Schools often provide resources and support for parents to assist with their children’s academic journeys. Workshops on topics such as effective study habits, emotional well-being, and child development equip parents with valuable tools to support their children’s growth.

Technology Integration

In the digital age, the integration of technology in education has become increasingly important. Schools in Dubai often embrace innovative tools to enhance the learning experience. Classrooms are equipped with smart boards, tablets, and computers, facilitating interactive lessons and research opportunities.

Many schools emphasize digital literacy, teaching students how to navigate online resources safely and responsibly. This focus on technology prepares children for a future where digital skills are essential in both academic and professional contexts.

Assessments and Evaluations

Assessment methods in primary education vary by school and curriculum. While standardized testing is common, many institutions adopt a more holistic approach, utilizing continuous assessment strategies. These may include project work, presentations, and class participation, allowing educators to gauge student understanding throughout the academic year.

This multifaceted approach not only provides insights into student progress but also enables teachers to tailor their instructional methods to meet individual learning needs.

Preparing for Future Success

The ultimate goal of primary education is to equip students with the skills and knowledge they need to succeed in their future academic endeavors. Schools in Dubai emphasize critical thinking, creativity, and emotional intelligence, preparing children for the challenges they will face in an ever-changing world.

Through a balanced curriculum that combines academic rigor with personal development, students are encouraged to become lifelong learners. The emphasis on global citizenship and cultural awareness ensures that they are not only prepared for academic success but also for meaningful contributions to society.

Conclusion

In conclusion, the landscape of primary schools in Dubai offers a rich tapestry of educational opportunities for young learners. With a variety of curricula, including British, American, and IB, families can choose an institution that aligns with their values and educational goals. The emphasis on holistic development, personalized attention, and extracurricular activities ensures that children not only excel academically but also grow socially and emotionally.

Moreover, the multicultural environment of Dubai enriches the educational experience, fostering understanding and respect among diverse student populations. Parental involvement and community engagement further enhance the learning journey, creating a supportive atmosphere for children to thrive.