Next time I think I'd better avoid hugs from this man. "Uncle, y-your'e c-cwushin' me....." I gasped out.
I breathed in much needed air when he released me.
The man was rather handsome and young looking. He probably was in his late 20's. His shoulder length silver grey hair was braided in a messy and casual way.
He looked quite charming and mellow and had the same eyes as I had as well as the same skin. He was tall and seemed like he knew how to fight with swords if the calluses on his hand were any indicator. His hands also showed that he had to do a lot of writing work. Vrel told me he was my mother's brother.
If I liken him to any sweet thing then he might be a raisin or sweetened milk.
"So, tell me Rāaz, do you prefer tomato sauce or carrots on your caramel pancakes? Or onions? You haven't yet told Me the answer! Maple syrup or Honey is outdated. Maybe I should add the shredded snake skin to the recipe too.", he asked and gave suggestions.
"..."
I take that back.
He is a nut.