Gaburieru

Betrayal is a wound that every man has felt, I wrote this story to show how it can make a man strong. 

"What is the difference between a hero, a villain and a coward?

A hero uses his sword to protect people

A villain uses people to protect his sword

Both are better than a coward

A coward has no sword, and uses empty words to protect his life

A sword is not just a man's weapon, it is a man's ambition, and without ambition, a man is merely a coward.

In order to be a hero or a villain a man must have ambition. The difference between the two is where that ambition lies."

-The Dark Prince

In 17th century France, the rich nobles control the world with a magic system called "Artifacts". Prince an innocent hearted prince of the Bourbon Kingdom, one day has his life thrown into chaos by betrayal, and inherits an "Artifact" that is the ancient spirit of "The Dark King". Through misfortune after misfortune, Prince eventually loses everything and starts his life over without a royal name. Prince vows to make his way back to the top hiding amongst the everyday people of France.

Prince is a Japanese style light novel based on Machiavelli’s classic "The Prince". Although this work takes influence from it, the story, quotes, and characters are all completely original. It is mostly the concept of good and evil that is borrowed from Machiavelli.

The Kind Prince Who Became An Evil Lord of Darkness

Prince's head snapped in the direction of the sound. It was Alicia. From the hallway, her dress had been ruined by wine spilled all over her. Standing by her was Sir Daniels, who looked visibly flustered. "Oh, I am so terribly sorry!" Sir Daniels exclaimed, his face a mask of feigned regret. "Look at what I've done! I've gone and ruined your dress."

Prince, his eyes blazing with ire, stormed into the room, the force of his presence turning every head toward him. Duke, standing at a distance, tensed up. Don't lose it, Prince, Duke thought, watching closely. Prince moved with calculated precision, his expression cold yet controlled.

"Your Lordship!" Sir Daniels stammered, quickly taking a bow. "I am so sorry! I—I can't believe I've done this."

"Rise, Sir Daniels," Prince said, his voice calm but edged with authority. Sir Daniels, taken aback by the calmness in Prince's tone, straightened up cautiously.

Chapter 215: The Mounteclair Ball XVI