"Come see me train Enrique, Father. It's his day today," Diego said, kissing Victoria's hand and moving away reluctantly. "I have to watch the older ones so much more carefully. They are too boisterous."
"They are boys. You would have been more boisterous with a brother."
"Perhaps," Diego said.
"He treated poor Tomas like a lancer yesterday. Heaven knows what will befall Enrique," Victoria said grouchily.
"Poor Tomas, heh?"
"Tomas is a bully and a scoundrel. He got whatever was coming to him."
"Major concussion?"
"A sore bottom," Diego said with a chuckle. "Deflated pride. More effective than a spanking."