"With peace and prosperity restored to the land, the brave knight's work was done. He mounted his steed and rode off into the sunset seeking his next adventure. The End."
The little boy stared wide eyed up at his mother as she closed the book on her lap. "Wow!" he said, wonder shining on his face.
Blanca Nuñez smiled down at her son. "Did you enjoy the story, cariño?"
Speechless, he nodded, his mouth splitting into a wide grin. "That was the best story ever, mamà!" He paused, his forehead crinkling as a thought occurred to him. "Why did the brave knight do all of those good things for people? Sometimes they never even thanked him for what he did."
Putting the book aside, Blanca smiled, pulling her son into her lap and giving him a squeeze. "Well, Gabriel, he did those things because he was good and brave and selfless. He followed his heart and always tried to do what was right. He truly wanted to help people."
Gabriel considered his mother's words a moment when inspiration hit the little boy. He smiled hugely, looking up at his mother.
"I want to be just like that knight when I grow up."
"Oh?"
"Yes, mamà. I want to be good and brave and help people too! Just like him."
Hugging her son, she said, "That is an admirable goal, caiño. How do you intend to do it?"
Sitting up tall and puffing out his chest, the small boy said confidently, "I'm going to be a knight too! When I grow up, I'm going to be a royal guard!"