El Principe Capitulo 1 -

Marco looked out the window again. Down in the square, his soldiers were drinking the city’s wine and pawing the merchants’ daughters.

Marco set down his cup. “Then how do I keep it?” el principe capitulo 1

And Marco had just become bold enough to keep her. Marco looked out the window again

He called for his secretary, a shrewd priest named Fra Giovanni. “Then how do I keep it

“You must understand,” the priest replied, “that men willingly change their master, believing the new one will be better. But they soon learn that conquest hurts them more than the old tyrant ever did. Your first night as prince is not for celebration. It is for deciding: will you be loved or feared?”

Marco stood on the balustrade of the highest tower in Urbissi, watching the fires still flickering in the valley below. Two days ago, he had been a condottiero—a hired sword. Tonight, he was prince.