One would think, looking at Diego, that he loved parties.  They would be dead wrong.  However, he had a reputation to uphold, so he gave a sigh and went to put on his finery.  After all, he had two noble families to represent, and two lovely sisters to watch over.

[color=00746b]"Never fear, Mami."[/color]  He muttered.  [color=00746b]"I will take care of them."[/color]  His parents had retired about a year ago, moving to a manor in Friesia and leaving their only son to take care of Torremolinos.  The two girls, Alejandra and Idoya, had been given the choice to follow their parents to another country or stay in Indra with their brother; they chose the latter.

It would take him a while to change, even with the help of his manservant; it would take even longer for his sisters to decide what to wear.  They would be ready by the time they had to leave, however.  Diego knew that.