Sasha had left the store and had taken Emily to the park. The park was empty at first, so he just played with her. He was doing better with her than he thought he would. She was laughing and having fun, didn't even seem to be running out of energy. But he was, no thanks to not sleeping at all last night. Luckily for him a man and his boy came to the park and Sasha let the to kids play while he sat down on a bench next to the other guy. The person next to him was Japanese, he wore a stetson hat, jeans, and a tank top, and had the thickest mustache Sasha had ever seen a Japanese man have.<span style="color: #BF8F00"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">"That your daughter?"</span></span></span>The man had asked with an accent he hadn't heard before. Sasha replied still practicing to hide his accent.<span style="color: #90B0B0"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">"No, but her mother is too preoccupied to take care of Emily herself."</span></span></span>Sasha frowned, too busy decomposing, he thought to himself. The man sighed<span style="color: #BF8F00"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold"> "It's too bad when a parent can't make time for their children. But it's good she has someone to watch out for her."</span></span></span>Sasha nodded,<span style="color: #90B0B0"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">"I don't see it as having a choice. She needs someone to look after her, even if I don't fully know vhat I am doing."</span></span></span>He and the man had continued to talk for a while as the two kids played.<br/><br/>-------<br/><br/>Degnar thought back to the beauty of his castle, but all good things come to an end.<span style="color: #4000FF"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">"I was powerful, but that was my downfall. I became cocky, I didn't think anything could stop me, until it did. But if there was anything I wish I still had from that time, it would be my castle."</span></span></span>He replied to her with a smile.<br/><br/>Yes, history is best experienced, even failure perhaps, that way you can learn from it better, He thought to himself. Long life is what I like about being a vampire. And I wish more vampires would see it that way.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4000FF">"I'm sure you as you get older, you will have history of your own to share. And I hope you will get to live as long as I have, if not longer.</span></span></span>" He said,sincerely wishing the best for her. As she finished he said.<span style="color: #4000FF"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">"As do I, Rosalie, and I think you too may have more than a small part to play in helping along the life of Kiyoko. I'm sure you both will do very well with each other to watch your back."</span></span></span>He wasn't sure why, but he trusted this younger vampire.