The Great Storm of the Thunder Dragons

Introduction
Consider for a moment the Himalayas, the mighty mountains that divide Asia in two. To the south lies India, diverse and fertile. To the north lies the ancient land of China. Two great behemoths of potential and population home of great civilizations.

Yet these two lands remain curiously divided, mostly thanks to the towering Himalayas that stand between the two lands. Yet one wonders what might have happened had there been a breach of this barrier, if these two lands had been in contact before the arrival of the Europeans.

Truly an interesting idea, and one worth visiting, but it is not the one we are here to explore. No today we look to the Himalayas not as a daunting barrier between two worlds, but as the setting for a story.

It is the tale of an ancient place in a modern age. A land seemingly out of a fantasy story. A land ruled by Dragon Kings who wear the hollowed Raven Crown. It is a land where monks still hold their wisdom, where modern technology has not fully pierced and a land where there are still mountains yet unclimbed, places not yet known.

Yet it is a land of men like any other, a land where closemindedness is a force to be reckoned with, a place where xenophobia runs strong and drastic action is taken against those who do not conform.

And this is before we even have gotten to the alternate history.

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The Great Storm of the Thunder Dragons
An Alternate History of Bhutan
With thanks to @Luath for proof reading/general advice and @HongCanucker for the title
Beginning
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Adaptation
 
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1-Beginning
When to begin our story?

Certainly, we must start in Bhutan, in the Himalayas, but choosing our starting date is tricky. Starting with the collision of India and Asia and the rise of the Himalayas is far too early, but Bhutan is not a well-known subject and so some background must be provided.

We then start in the late 12th century. What will one day become Bhutan is for now innumerable petty kingdoms ruled over by the debs, local kings who often claim a supernatural bloodline. As it stands Bhutan is currently a cultural appendage of Tibet, which is in turn currently dominated by the Mongols. The Mongols have begun to favor a certain school of Buddhism, the Gelung school. It is a school that will come to dominate Tibet and produce the Dalai Lamas. Yet the rise of a new force in Tibet forces minor sects out, and into the fringes, such as Bhutan.

One of these sects, the Drukpa Lineage, would grow to dominate Bhutan. It was founded by Drogon Tsangpa Gyare, a monk from Southern Tibet. It takes its name from the Tibetan word for “Dragon”. As he lay dying the founder supposedly prophesized that a man would soon come to his followers who if sent South would do a great service to the Buddha Dharma. This man was born Dondrub Gyaltsen, but history would remember him as Phajo Drugom Zhigpo. The son of a merchant Phajo’s tale is surrounded by local tellings of mystical signs preordaining his greatness, as these types of men so often do.

Phajo would eventually learn of the Drukpa School and convert. The legends of course say he went to Bhutan in 1224 to fulfill the prophecy, but is entirely possible other factors were at work. He married in Bhutan and had 7 sons, who he threw in a river to see if they were demons (after which he had 4 sons). Despite this possibly legendary bit of child endangerment he gained a following, including from some local debs, threatening the Lhapa school then dominant in the region. Attempts were made to stop Phajo, but none succeeded. Despite this the Lhapa innovation of the dzong mountain fortress would ensure that they would survive the Drukpa dominance for now.

The Drukpa sect would end up thankful for Phajo Drugom Zhigpo in a few centuries. In 1612 the head of the Drukpa Lineage was forced from their traditional position by a rival claimant backed by the Gelung. This man, Ngawang Namgyal, held onto control of the tradional Drukpa seat for a while longer, but was soon forced out from there as well. Henceforth the Upper Drukpa and Lower Drukpa in Tibet and Bhutan would be separated. He fled south into Bhutan and into legend.

Ngawang Namgyal set up shop in the Thimpu valley, a place that from now on will be central to this story. It sat atop a vital trading network and Ngawang Namgyal was able to set up a monastery and a dzong before pursuing a military career. He began by ending the last of the Lhapa, who had been in decline since the Drukpa arrived. His status as a new trade power and his position as head of the Drukpa Lineage gave him great prestige and he soon consolidated control over the western areas of Bhutan, taking the title Zhabdrung Rinpoche, meaning “the jewel at whose feet one submits”. However, the Lhapa appealed to Tibet for assistance and the country launched a series of invasions with the goal of ending the Drukpa threat. However, each of these invasions was defeated in turn and the Tibetans suffered a major setback when most of their army was killed looting a dzong after they accidently set off the gunpowder stores. In 1687 a final Tibetan invasion was repulsed and Ngawang Namgyal turned his focus to taking eastern Bhutan under his rule.

Ngawang Namgyal established a system of duel governance between a secular administration, headed by the Druk Desi and a religious order headed by the Je Khenpo. These two forces would be united under the rule of the Zhabdrung Rinpoche. In 1651 Ngawang Namgyal died, though this would be covered up for 54 years. After his death was finally acknowledged the title Zhabdrung Rinpoche became quite similar to the Dalai Lama in Tibet, with various reincarnations ruling in name. As the centuries passed however it was the Druk Desi line of temporal power that became ascendant after several wars with Tibet and Sikkim. Bhutan gained great influence over nearby Indian regions known as the Duars. However, in 1772 the Bhutanese backed candidate for the throne of one of those states was deposed for one backed by the British East India company.

This provoked war between Bhutan and Britain, a war that the British won easily. After Tibet rather understandably refused to aid them Bhutan was forced to cede its influence to the British. This pattern would repeat itself as Bhutan was steadily forced back north into the mountains by British encroachment. This trend cumulated in the 1864-65 Bhutan War. Two rival claimants for the title of Druk Desi (both the Zhabdrung Rinpoche and the Je Khenpo were now powerless) emerged and a Bhutanese Civil War ensued. The victorious faction refused a British delegation only to be soundly defeated and forced to cede all power in the Duars to Britain in exchange for an annual subsidy of 50,000 rupees from the British. This humiliation provoked a 10-year period of civil instability between forces that favored an alliance with the British against the ancient foe in Tibet and a faction that favored putting aside old rivalries to expel the newcomers. The pro-British House of Wangchuck would eventually win these civil wars and emerge as the dominant force in Bhutan with their allies the Dorji Family becoming a close second after being granted the lands of pro-Tibetan forces by the Wangchucks. In 1904 Ugyen Wangchuck and Ugyen Dorji were vital in arranging a convention between the Tibetans and British, an action that put them firmly in the good graces of the British. 3 years later assembled religious, political and economic authorities met in Punakha Dzong, the ancient seat of the Druk Desis, and forced the now irrelevant Druk Desi to step down. They then declared Ugyen Wangchuck the first Druk Gyalpo or Dragon King. The days of ineffective dual government were over and a new absolute monarchy now reigned in Bhutan.

As for the Zhabdrung Rinpoche the ancient head of the Drukpa Buddhists, the Bhutanese government simply refused to recognize any reincarnation of the position. It's continued existence was simply too much of a threat. However a dissident line of claimants would remain, powerless for now, but resentful of the loss of power.

In 1910 China invaded Tibet and announced claims on Nepal, Sikkim and Bhutan. Ugyen Wangchuck turned to the British for protection. In exchange for a new 100,000-rupee subsidy he ceded control of Bhutan’s foreign affairs to the British. The Dorji family was also given land in the Raj to act as a gateway to Bhutan, their estate was soon aptly named the Bhutan House. The Wangchucks perused a path of centralization and infrastructure construction, but remained isolated from the outside world and very much behind the times when it came to technology. In 1949 Jigme Wangchuck, the second Druk Gyalpo, signed a Treaty with the newly independent India that essentially transferred Britain’s control of Bhutanese foreign policy to India while also raising the stipend to half a million rupees. India began to subsidize Bhutanese infrastructure projects, however a shortage of labor emerged.

The main source of labor Bhutan found was Nepali migrants, who began to move into the southern reaches of Bhutan which had previously been uninhabited.

And this, this, is where our story really begins.
 
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A.....Bhutan TL. Welp I've seen everything. I have no idea where you're going with this but I'm interested...
 
Consider for a moment the Himalayas, the mighty mountains that divide Asia in two. To the south lies India, diverse and fertile. To the north lies the ancient land of China. Two great behemoths of potential and population home of great civilizations.

Yet these two lands remain curiously divided, mostly thanks to the towering Himalayas that stand between the two lands. Yet one wonders what might have happened had there been a breach of this barrier, if these two lands had been in contact before the arrival of the Europeans.

Truly an interesting idea, and one worth visiting, but it is not the one we are here to explore. No today we look to the Himalayas not as a daunting barrier between two worlds, but as the setting for a story.

It is the tale of an ancient place in a modern age. A land seemingly out of a fantasy story. A land ruled by Dragon Kings who wear the hollowed Raven Crown. It is a land where monks still hold their wisdom, where modern technology has not fully pierced and a land where there are still mountains yet unclimbed, places not yet known.

Yet it is a land of men like any other, a land where closemindedness is a force to be reckoned with, a place where xenophobia runs strong and drastic action is taken against those who do not conform.

I'm not gonna lie in saying you write this with a fairy tale like quality to it.
 
2-Change
The Bhutanese people were by the rise of the Wangchuks a distinct people from the Tibetans and were known as the Ngalop people. Despite this they were still a people tied closely to the mountains in which they lived. This was fine, British encroachment meant that Bhutan was now almost entirely mountainous.

Almost.

There exists along the southern border of Bhutan a thin green line of jungle that quickly gives way to the foothills of the Himalayas. Not the most hospitable place to westerners, but it still pales in comparison to the high Himalayas. This region is reasonably fertile, yet it remained unsettled. Why?

Simply put this land probably had been settled at some point in history, if humans can survive somewhere we most often will go there. But when Bhutan and Britain resolved their border disputes this area simply fell onto the wrong side of the border. All the work was in India and so the workers went to India. The Bhutanese Government, still reeling from civil war, had better things to do then fund settlement in a land not suited to their culture.

So this land, this fertile land, remained open.

In 1620 the first Nepali craftsmen was brought into Bhutan. Nepali immigrants would continue searching for work in Bhutan for a long time, often settling in the southern areas, but their number began to rise in the interwar period as Bhutan began building roads and schools. By the late 1930s Nepali migrants were, now a majority in the south.

When India took on the mantle of Bhutan’s protector they paid millions of rupees to improve Bhutan’s infrastructure, but more labor was needed. And Nepali labor was a viable source. The Bhutanese government was skeptical of allowing yet more foreigners into the country yet India was insistent.

In 1950 Communist China occupied Tibet. Despite the historical animosity between Bhutan and Tibet this was not well received in Bhutan. It was seen as an aggressive move, especially once Red China asserted claims on Bhutanese territory (although, unlike Tibet, they did not claim control over all of Bhutan). India, which had previously supported Bhutan more as a formality inherited from the Raj began to see Bhutan as an important buffer state between them and China. They demanded that Bhutan from its own army to defend itself. Gone were the days of the dzong guards being the only army in Bhutan, as the Royal Bhutan Army came into existence, although it was a weak force and would be of little use in any regional war. Other reforms soon followed, a judiciary was formed that was nominally independent from the king, although just how independent is not exactly clear.

In 1952 the third Druk Gyalpo Jigme Dorji Wangchuck ascended to the throne following the death of his father and he faced a growing discontent with absolutist rule. Some came from the Ngalop majority, but many came from the Nepali migrant community. They had by now been given the Ngalop name Lhotshampa, literally “southerner”. This term applied to all Nepali migrants, even through said migrants came from a diverse set of Nepali groups, not just one. They arrived in Bhutan looking for work, and to be fair they found it. But they also found themselves in a society where while their labor was needed, they were not wanted. Their differing race and religion (they were mostly Hindu) made the government suspicious of them, and they faced discrimination wherever they turned. Although the work they were doing was all around the country they were forbidden from moving north of the Himalayan foothills, essentially quarantining them in one place. There was no legal process for Bhutanese citizenship, so they could be deported at any time. This meant that the labor contracts signed were often hideously lopsided, if they were even signed at all. In this scenario it should not be surprising to anyone that opposition groups formed.

In 1952 the Bhutan State Congress was formed by exiled rabble rousers in the state of Assam in India. Assam was near to Bhutan and had a large Nepali population of its own, a good place to start an exile movement. Yet, for all the injustices the Lhotshampa faced, the State Congress could not get any traction.

In 1953 Jigme Dorji Wangchuck established the Tshogdu, a national legislature for Bhutan. Its members served for 3-year terms. 10 members were appointed by the monks, 24 by the government (who for now would be appointed by the king), 10 would be permanently appointed by the crown. Then a whopping 106 members were elected by village constituency. Lhotshampa were legally allowed to vote and serve, but they were still a minority and many of their own settlements were not properly recognized as villages limiting suffrage. Nearly a third of the Tshogdu was controlled by conservative forces, and the first elections returned a majority that was not the most welcoming to the Lhotshampa.

Despite this token representation calmed the fears of the Lhotshampa, for whom any representation was a new right. In addition, most Lhotshampa were desperately trying to get by and were well aware of how precarious their situation was, much better to keep your head down rather then risk exile. And so fear and minor concessions ended the cause of the Bhutan State Congress for now.

In our timeline this was the end of the road for the brief Bhutan State Congress. It withered and died. When later outrages against the Lhotshampa came, and believe me they came, new organizations would rise.

And they will rise in this timeline as well. But in this timeline, by some miracle of luck, the Bhutan State Congress will survive. It will be withered and comatose, still living only by the graces of some committed souls working out of a hole in the wall in Assam. Occasionally they will spit out press statements to be read by Lhotshampa and then forgotten. But when they time comes and the search for a true opposition begins it will roar back to life. It will face rivals for the crown of the resistance, but it will be a player. It’s founders, who worked so hard to keep it alive during the lean years, will be swept aside for new blood. Yet their work will remain in the form of a longstanding Lhotshama rights group, ready to oppose the injustices yet to be brought upon their people.

Yet the time has not yet come. What is yet to be has not been.

For now the Bhutan State Congress remains a husk laying dormant in the Indian rains.
 
This continues to be just flipping awesome. I love that it is both fascinating by itself and slowly drawing China and India together either for an earth-shaking alliance or earth-shattering conflict. Very very well done.
 
I wonder what will happen to Bhutanese culture with a more firm Lhotshampa resistance? Chinese intervention? Indian intervention? An even more conservative Bhutan? A Nepalese culture predominating in Bhutan? I am excited for updates.
 
3-Adaptation
Despite elections officially arriving in Bhutan the new Tshogdu more often then not followed the king’s lead. There was absolutely no tradition of democracy in Bhutan and most members of the Tshogdu were from a privileged place in society, where absolute loyalty to the king was pounded into every child’s head from birth. It did not help matters that the King’s brother in law was Prime Minister.

When the first Wangchucks arose, beside them were the Dorji Family. When the Wangchucks made their first dzong conquest they awarded the holding to the Dorji Family. A Dorji had been in the wings as a Wangchuck helped the British into Tibet, paving the way for the monarchy. And when the House of Wangchuck had been declared Druk Gyalpo the Dorji family had gotten their own title “gongzim”, literally meaning chamberlain but more colloquially Chief Minister. Their seat now lay legally in India, though they remained Bhutanese. The mighty Bhutan House was behind much of the immigration that was driving the growth of Bhutan’s economy.

Jigme Dorji Wangchuck already had the Dorji name, his father having wanted to honor his allies. He then married Kesang Choden Dorji the year before he came into power. Once in power he kept close to his in laws and although the post he created to represent the Tshogdu, “Lyonchen”, the prime minister, was not a hereditary office like that of gongzim it still went to the head of the Dorji family, Jigme Palden Dorji. As far as nepotistic appointments of Prime Ministers go Dorji was not a terrible choice, possessing at a bare minimum that desire to get things done that so often eludes such appointments.

In 1958 the Tshogdu, upon prompting from the king, passed a law abolishing slavery and indentured servitude in Bhutan. The “peculiar institution” had long ago outlived its welcome in the west, but in little nooks and crannies around the world it had endured. In Bhutan it had been mostly confined to backwater provinces in the east. Unlike in many other places slavery slipped neatly into the dustbin of history amongst the Bhutanese.

The king did not utilize the Tshogdu when it came to immigration however, promulgating the Bhutanese Citizenship Act in 1958. It granted Bhutanese citizenship to those with a Bhutanese father. To be naturalized however one had to have lived for 10 years in Bhutan and own agricultural land. Curiously the Ngalop were all assumed to fit into the former category, while Lhotshama were subjected to a rigorous verification process. The king and his agents were given wide discretion as to their investigations into “illegal” immigrants, and more importantly deportation.

This act also banned further immigration into Bhutan from any source. Since citizenship required 10 years of residence this essentially meant any immigrants who had arrived since 1948 were illegal and now subject to the whims of the government.

This would be a problem in later years.

But for now, the Act was promulgated peacefully.

That same year Indian pressure for Bhutan to defend itself grew too great to gnore, and the Royal Bhutan army was formed. 2,500 conscripts would be called up as the first members of the Royal Bhutan Army.

The army was not a long-term problem for Bhutan in our timeline.

That will be different in this new world.

Bhutan finished the eventful year of 1958 with a September visit from Indian Prime Minister Jawaharlal Nehru. The Prime Minister made bold promises guaranteeing continues Bhutanese independence from the Communists and reaffirmed Indian funding for Bhutanese development. When the King made complaints about the Bhutan State Congress being allowed to persist in India Nehru took little action, but in 1962 the newest claimant to the title of Zhabdrung Rinpoche fled to India after claiming the king was illegitimate but soon found himself deported back into Bhutanese custody.

In 1959 the threat of Communism again reared its head over Bhutan. China executed its claims against Bhutan and seized Bhutanese property in Tibet, which had remained despite the Communist takeover. That same year the Dalai Llama was forced to flee Tibet to escape the wrath of the People’s Republic. Despite having long resisted the authority of the Tibetan Llamas the Bhutanese saw this as proof that Communism was unilaterally dangerous to Buddhism. To protect themselves from this they turned to assistance from India, who provided a solution that, ironically, had started in Stalinist Russia.

A Five-Year Plan.

India would fully fund a Five-Year Plan (formally called the “Economic Development Plan”) starting in 1961. Over one hundred million rupees were to be sent to Bhutan for…something. It was not exactly clarified what it was all going to, though there was a general assumption that would be going towards things that would enable Bhutan to provide at least some resistance if China tried to get into India by way of Thimphu.

The plan ended up featuring heavy investments in road building. Despite recent improvements travel from Thimphu to the Indian border, not even 200 miles, still required about a week. Thus one centerpiece of the Five Year Plan was a highway linking India and the capital (as well as other Bhutanese cities like Paro). Bhutan was eager to show off to India by only using Bhutanese labor, but this soon fell apart. Building a road through mountains is arduous, dangerous work, and the Bhutanese government was not willing to pay high wages. The Ngalop much preferred the forestry section of the Five Year Plan.

If you have been paying attention at all you know what comes next.

Those Bhutanese who did work where Lhotshama, but more labor still had to be and so new migrants entered the country from Assam and Nepal. All illegal, but still welcomed by the government out of a desperate need to fulfill the plan. More came then were needed, but the government still could not actually enforce the law, so they stayed and made roots.

What did these excess Lhotshama do, along with those who were already there but did not work for the five-year plan?

They farmed.

By most standards the farms started by the Lhotshama were small. They were family run and often sustenance based, with only a little surplus provided. However, in a country as small as Bhutan a little goes a long way and now the Lhotshama were producing a majority of Bhutan’s food supply. It was of little consequence at the moment but would have repercussions down the road.
 
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4-Transition
In 1959 the RBA established a headquarters in Wangdue Phodrang, northeast of Thimphu. However, in 1963 it was moved into Thimphu proper bringing it closer to the royal family, who were not in a stable situation.

The Ngalop majority of Bhutan were not fans of the Lhotshama, but they still came in unchecked. The Dorji family was not doing anything to stop anything to stop migrants from entering the country via the Bhutan house. They also had historically held unparalleled access to the king, earning the jealousy of other factions.

For their part the Dorji family was in awkward position. Jigme Palden Dorji was prime minister, and the king was sympathetic to reforms being made on the urging of the family. But despite this his sister Kesang Choden Dorji was not the favorite of the king. Despite having given birth to a son named Jigme Singye Wangchuck in 1955 the Prime Minister’s sister was still playing second fiddle to a woman named Yanki. Yanki was a Tibetan who was serving as a concubine. Her father had arrived with her and together they provided a counterweight to the Dorji family. The King’s uncle, Namgyal Bahadur was placed in charge of the army when it moved to Thimphu. He arrayed himself against the Dorjis as well.

So something was certainly brewing. There just needed to be a fuse to be lit.

In our timeline Jigme Dorji Wangchuck left Bhutan in 1964, heading to Switzerland for treatment of a chronic heart condition. While he was gone a corporal in the army assassinated Jigme Palden Dorji on the orders of Namgyal Bahadur, in collusion with Yangki the concubine. However, the younger Dorji brother, Lhendup, retook control with assistance from his sister the queen, forcing Yangki to flee to India and Bahadur into prison.

However, the king disapproved of Lhendup’s actions, believing them to be a power grab against the Wangchucks. With a little help from Indian military officials in Bhutan Jigme Dorji Wangchuck retuned and deposed his brother in law. He would execute his uncle for the assassination and appoint his brother in his place. However, he welcomed Yangki back with open arms and spurned Lhendup Dorji. The next year a bomb threat was discovered at the royal palace. The royal family claimed it was a “private matter” and pardoned the conspirators, however the Dorji family was simultaneously exiled, which raised questions. About their involvement.

That is, in our timeline.

In this new world the Druk Gyalpo’s heart condition is never discovered. It is a butterfly of the Bhutan State Congress surviving. Few meaningless declarations and protests that amounted to nothing from a dying organization do little, and the historians of this history have no idea they were world changing for Bhutan. But they took his attention away at the worst possible time, keeping him from a meeting with a doctor here, a test there. By 1964 the King’s inner circle is aware that something is wrong with the King’s health, and he admits that some more examinations should be done. But there is still nothing concrete, certainly not enough to send him all the way to Switzerland.

And then he drops dead.

The Bhutan State Congress surviving is this timeline’s point of divergence, yes, but nothing truly changed from our timeline afterwards. However, Jigme Dorji Wangchuck survived until 1972 in our timeline, in this alternate universe he’s dead 8 years early. He leaves behind a 9 year old son and no clear plan for who runs the country until the new King can actually rule.

This is where things really go off the rails.
 
A.....Bhutan TL. Welp I've seen everything. I have no idea where you're going with this but I'm interested...

Why thank you!

I'm not gonna lie in saying you write this with a fairy tale like quality to it.

Thanks, I'm aiming for a more...not whimsical but something similar, style then with The Sons of Inti Shall Not Perish.

Wonder what the PoD will be for this?

Surviving resistance group and a Kings's early death

+1. This is pure, unrefined awesomesauce. Love the narrative style.

Bhutan isn't a very well known subject anywhere, so I hope to shed a little light on it.

Wow. Can't say I saw a Bhutan TL coming, but...I'm interested.

Thanks!

This continues to be just flipping awesome. I love that it is both fascinating by itself and slowly drawing China and India together either for an earth-shaking alliance or earth-shattering conflict. Very very well done.

Thank you again!

I wonder what will happen to Bhutanese culture with a more firm Lhotshampa resistance? Chinese intervention? Indian intervention? An even more conservative Bhutan? A Nepalese culture predominating in Bhutan? I am excited for updates.

The real ethnic trouble in Bhutan didn't really heat up until the late 80s IOTL. Obviously different events may alter the course of this, but there is still a while to go.

I believe Chekov's Gun has just been placed on the mantelpiece....

Maaaaaaaybe
 
5-Shots
April 3, 1964

Thimphu, Bhutan

The boy was happy.

The archery competition was going well, the bright colors keeping him engaged. Monks surrounded him, singing his praises, drums and horns were played, creating a cacophony that surely appealed to a 9-year-old. It was a spectacle to the might of Jigme Singye Wangchuck.

On his head the Raven Crown slanted, a bit too large on him. The crown had been the one placed upon the head of his great-grandfather, the first Dragon King. It had since then sat on the heads of a few men, but never a boy.

While the young dragon watched the archery more important conversations were happening.

Nearby the Dorji siblings sat, nominally watching the events. The boy’s mother and two uncles spoke quietly.

“Speak to the Indian, Upadhyay, they are sure to side with us. We hold the Bhutan House, they do not wish to see their money wasted by a retreat into the past,” The Queen Mother Kesang Choden said.

“And what? Prove the worst rumors about us true? The Army will not stand for that.” Lhendup Dorji, the youngest, opined. The Queen Mother scoffed.

“What does that matter? India will sweep them away.”

Zip. Thud.

An archer hit his target and the king screamed in joy. The crowd followed suit, not just because their king had, it was honestly quite a good shot. The Dorji’s were swept up in the cheering for several minutes. When they sat down Prime Minister Jigme Palden Dorji was grinning from ear to ear.

“A fine shot indeed! If he keeps it up he will win with ease,” he said, clapping well after the crowd had died down. Lhendup and the Queen Mother gave each other a worried glance and then together gave a worried glance to their brother.

“Are you not worried about this? That whore Yangki is plotting, and my uncle-in-law is not exactly standing in her way. We hold the power for now, but every minute we do nothing she goes stronger.” The Queen Mother hissed.

“Sister, relax. Our enemies are disunited, but we are one family. Nothing will divide us. This gives us strength. Besides I have a plan.”

“Tell us then.” Lhendup said. His brother grinned.

“So, you can sell me out to the enemy? I do not think so little brother,” Palden chuckled to himself. The Queen Mother grabbed his arm.

“No is not the time for one of your jokes, what is your plan?”

“We have the Tshogdu declare one of us regent for the King,” Palden said, grinning from ear to ear. Lhendup blinked in surprise and Kesang Choden’s face contorted in confusion.

“You do realize the Tshogdu has no power.” Lhendup said slowly.

“It has no restraints except the King who, if his mother asks, will be happy to cede them power to then invest in us. Did the old king not wish for them to influence policy?” The Prime Minister asked.

“Not to this extent, only the power to agree with him.” The Queen Mother replied. Her eldest brother waved his hand.

“It is nothing, they will be happy to do something for once.”

“You would have them take my son’s power away from him?”

“Certainly not. It would just be show to legitimize us to the Indians, you know how their Parliament runs the country.” Palden responded.

“And the army?” Lhendup asked.

“As our sister said, against India they…the King is staring at us.”

Sure, enough the boy king was staring at his mother and uncles. The Raven Crown was completely askew on his head, having shifted even more during the fanatical cheering the boy was doing for the archers. The Dorji siblings straightened in their seats and glanced at each other. The Queen Mother gave her son a reassuring, if somewhat nervous, smile. His Uncles began to fervently discuss the relative chances of two archers who had already been knocked out of the competition. The 9-year-old was confused but seemed placated by the actions of his family.

The Queen Mother silently made plans to explain things to her son. He had hardly heard anything of note, and understood even less, but it would make him unhappy to see them not enjoying the show as much as he was. Best to nip any complaining in the bud.

On the other side of the King Namgyal Bahadur noticed the suspicious actions of the Dorji, but not their causes. He thought nothing of it, everyone was tense, and he had just received word that his men from Paro had entered Thimphu unimpeded by any agents the Dorji had in the capital. He smiled.

Zip. Thud.

Another arrow found the target wish ease. The crowd roared in appreciation of the show of skill. The King was especially enthusiastic. He lept into the air with glee and then began bouncing around. Only his mother’s gentile scolding got him to sit down again.

By the time he sat down the Raven Crown was a few more inches closer to falling off.
 
6-Cabinets
April 8, 1964

New Delhi, India

JN: What is happening in Bhutan?

YC: Our reports, which I must remind everyone come from a solitary source, indicate a coup d’état. There were tensions inside the King’s family over who should hold power until he was of age. It seems the King’s Uncle, Bahadur, moved the army into the palace and wrested control from the Queen Mother’s family.

JN: Did anything provoke him?

YC: The Prime Minister was assassinated, but he was the Queen Mother’s brother and his assassin was in the army, so that seems to have been less a cause then it was step one in the Coup.

JN: The Queen?

YC: In custody, separated from the King.

JN: Is she in any immediate danger?

YC: No indication either way.

JN: Does the Intelligence Bureau have anything or shall I assume that they know as little about Bhutan as they do China?

BM: The source that Defense Minister Chavan mentioned is an army man, we have some low-level agents in Bhutan but the only one close enough to the Royal Family to have information goes through the Army. We can confirm that the troop movements exist and are very clearly designed to control Thimphu. We agree with the assessment of a coup.

JN: Anything else?

BM: The Prime Minister is dead, the Queen Mother is in prison, but they had a brother, one Lhendup Dorji. He’s fled to Bhutan House, which I will remind everyone is on Indian soil, and declared himself Prime Minister and Reagent.

GN: Does he have any legal authority to do this?

BM: Which part?

GN: Any of this.

BM: His family owns Bhutan House, he is as free to be there as anyone. As for the claims of being Prime Minister, the Dorji Family has held that post since Bhutan was founded, and with the Parliament dissolved no one can dispute that.

JN: They dissolved Parliament?

BM: It was a powerless institution, no use keeping it around to oppose your military coup.

JN: Any reports of resistance?

BM: None. Not amongst ex-Parliament members or any local leaders. Some intellectual exiles are complaining about how this changes nothing for the people, but no meaningful resistance.

JN: And this new government, what will their policies be?

YC: Probably more or the same, this is still Royalty, we aren’t going to see a drift toward Communism. They might close the borders to migrants.

JN: That would jeopardize our infrastructure there, they need migrant workers.

YC: Perhaps, but work is already well under way.

JN: So we have a fugitive hiding on Indian soil from a military government that could potentially harm Indian interests?

YC: Yes.

GN: Are there military options?

YC: Literally anything would work. We have more troops active then there are people in the country. Obviously, that wouldn’t be needed, but we hold all the cards in that scenario.

GN: A strong assessment. And the Intelligence Bureau?

BM: We agree, and no country would come to Bhutan’s aid. China might complain, as might Sikkim, but actual armed resistance. We advise strongly against such action however.

JN: Why?

BM: There is no reason to, this new government is not going be so stupid as to oppose us, they can count. The Dorjis were unpopular, we know that, and propping them up won’t change that. As I said before intervention won’t cause too much of a fuss, but there will be some fuss, especially from Sikkim. Why make a fuss when we don’t have to?

YC: I agree.

GN: Makes sense to me.

JN: It seems settled to me.

YC: Very well sir.

JN: See if your man in Thimphu can keep the Queen Mother safe, I’d hate to see her dead.

YC: I’ll see what I can do.

GN: And the Bhutan House?

YC: We’ll have to evict Dorji, it’s the only easy way into the country.

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April 12, 1964

Washington, United States of America

[papers rustle]

RM: There was a coup in Bhutan 4 days ago

LJ: Where’s that again?

RM: Himalayas sir, between India and China.

LJ: Is that the one where there’s an American Queen? Cooke or something?

RM: Uhh…maybe?

LJ: Great. Some piece of shit tabloid is going to pick up about the evil commies arresting some American Princess, and then Goldwater is going to make a fucking mess.

RM: The Queen’s name doesn’t look American on this memo, Kesang Choden.

LJ: Maybe she made it more native.

WB: Uhh sir?

LJ: What is it?

WB: I think that was Sikkim.

RM: He’s right Mr. President, it wasn’t Bhutan after all.

LJ: Alright then. What does Bhutan’s ambassador say?

RM: We don’t have one. India handles their affairs.

LJ: Says here India is recognizing the new government.

RM: Yes sir.

LJ: Do we have a pressing interest to oppose India on this matter?

RM: No sir.

LJ: Then we recognize the new government and stop worrying. Unless the Reds invade or they find a fucking Yeti we don’t have any reason to be there.

RM: Yes sir, I’ll write up a memo. Next on the agenda is the latest from Saigon…
 
Well that last line is certainly foreshadowing something. Poor kid, something tells me the future won't be kind to him.

E: this was about chapter 5. not the one with LBJ.
 
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