Neighcolo Machiavelli's "The Princess"

In gratitude of your recent audience with me, it is my honor to present to you these writings as a gift. Though I acknowledge it to be rather uncustomary - as traditionally one would bear jewels, precious metals, fine silk or other valuable fruits of their particular trade - I confess that my only trade is information, and therefore, information is all I am able to give you. I hope these writings will be sufficient, and may prove in some way useful to you.

I hope in giving you such a gift, I do not come across as dubious or tactless. In no manner do I doubt your wisdom nor your intellect. Indeed, it is not the place of someone such as myself to think or act with such audacity. However, it is worth noting in that same stroke that while you, as royalty, have learned to understand your subjects and their role in your duties, I as a commoner have come to understand leadership, and the role in my life and the lives of other commoners that you as royalty have come to play.

I trust, therefore, that you might take this gift in the spirit in which I present it - not as a criticism to your work thus far as Princess, but simply as a record of what one humble stallion has come to observe, of both the past and the present, and the future it might soon lead to. This is simply what I have seen. What you make of it is yours to decide.