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Hi everyone,

A few weeks ago I shared two short stories in this sub, one about a Byzantine palace secretary in 843 AD, and another about a twelve-year-old girl sold at a slave market in 836 AD. Both got generous receptions here, and several of you asked about the wider world they belonged to.

This is the third story from that world. It takes place in 840 AD, between the two earlier ones, three years before the Restoration of the Icons.

The setting moves out of Constantinople for the first time. It's about Leon Doukas, a general posted to a remote frontier outpost in the Taurus passes, watching a road that has not seen Arab raiders in two years. A patrol order arrives from Tarsos that doesn't quite make military sense. The most reliable man in his garrison is reliable in ways Leon cannot read. And during his last days, Leon begins to understand what is happening to him, without quite finishing the thought.

There are no battles. There are no court intrigues. There's a fortress on a mountain, a candle in a commander's room, a letter that doesn't get sent, and an arrow that comes from the wrong direction. The story is about the kind of death that does not make it into the chronicles, because the official version is always more convenient than the truth.

About 9 minutes to read, free on Vocal: https://vocal.media/history/the-general-who-almost-knew-the-taurus-frontier-840-ad

Set in the same world as my novella "The Keyholder: A Novel of Byzantine Constantinople", and reads as a standalone, though it pairs naturally with the earlier two stories. Would love to hear what this sub thinks, especially on the period details: the structure of 9th-century Roman frontier outposts, the Logothesia of the Course as a bureaucratic infrastructure, and the kinds of internal betrayal the empire was prone to in this period.

Thanks for reading.

Hi everyone,

I'm a Greek author who has shared two short stories in this sub over the past few weeks (set in 836 and 843 AD). This time it's something different — a historical essay, not fiction.

The piece is on the Battle of Kleidion in 1014, the campaign Basil II spent thirty years preparing for, and the strange ending of his duel with Tsar Samuel of Bulgaria. I tried to focus less on the famous detail of the blinding (which is what most popular accounts reduce the battle to) and more on the two men themselves — both in their late years by 1014, both shaped by a war that had defined their lives, and both arriving at Kleidion with everything to lose.

I drew on Skylitzes for the chronicle account and on Paul Stephenson's The Legend of Basil the Bulgar-Slayer (2003) for the critical perspective on the numbers and the long afterlife of the legend. I tried to keep the analysis honest about what the sources actually allow us to say.

About 7 minutes to read, free on Vocal: https://vocal.media/history/the-bulgar-slayer-the-battle-that-killed-a-tsar-without-touching-him

Would love to hear what this sub thinks — especially on the question of how much of the Bulgar-Slayer image was contemporary and how much was constructed afterwards. The historiography here is genuinely contested and I'd be glad to be corrected on anything I got wrong.

Thanks for reading.

Hi everyone,

A few weeks ago I shared a short story here about a Byzantine palace secretary in 843 AD. The post got a generous reception (thanks again to everyone who read it), and quite a few of you asked about the wider world the story belonged to. So I wrote another one — set seven years earlier, in 836 AD.

This one is about Eirene, a twelve-year-old girl from Thessaloniki sold at a slave market near the Forum of Constantine after her family's bankruptcy. It's the day she meets Theophano Doukena, the young wife of a general posted to the Arab frontier — and the moment that begins the most important relationship of both their lives. There are no battles, no court intrigues. Just a transaction at a stall, a walk home through the Mese, and a single sentence that the girl says at the door of the household: "I can be quiet."

I wanted to write about the parts of Constantinople that don't make it into chronicles — the slave markets in the grey hours, the household rhythms, the small choices that decide a life. The historical record of Byzantine slavery is real, but the people inside it almost never have names. I tried to give two of them faces.

About 8 minutes to read, free on Vocal:

https://vocal.media/history/the-girl-who-could-be-quiet-constantinople-836-ad-n817ye0m68

Set in the same world as my novella The Keyholder, but reads as a standalone — and pairs naturally with the previous story (The Secretary Who Knew Too Much). Would love to hear what this sub thinks, especially on the period details: the slave market location, the Doukas household structure, the geography of the route from the Forum to Constantinople's residential quarters.

Thanks for reading.