Silent Ride

Kade Death, the Marshal, was nervous.

The thought was so absurd that Ren felt his own anxiety vanish. The Ice King, nervous? Suddenly, Kade didn't seem so intimidating anymore.

Even if this was supposed to be the person who had tortured his body, Ren was not so afraid of him now. There was no need to be wary when he had never done anything against his heart.

"Are we taking my ride?" Ren asked with a smile, "or yours?"

"Mine." Kade spoke in daze before turning his head away.

Ren was able to see the slight blush creeping on Kade's earlobe.

He suddenly felt that this person was... kind of cute. Who gets embarrassed by talking about the ride?

Even if Ren had a sudden desire to tease Kade, he decided to be generous nonetheless.

"Okay, Yours it is." Ren agreed, his tone light and easy.

He glanced around, trying to spot a vehicle that would match the marshal's commanding image.