"What?" Twinkle asked around a mouthful of chickpea salad.
"To have a castle." Kunj declared proudly, spreading his arms out.
Twinkle coughed as she began choking on her food.
Kunj ignoring her as he was too lost in his daydreams continued on.
"It will be a big castle, overlooking the sea and acres and acres of land. People will need to travel by cars to get to one place to the next." Twinkle stared at Kunj as he explained his vision to her using many enthusiastic hand gestures. "There will be hundreds of knights guarding the castle from any intruders that will want to get in. And there will also be a moat infested with vicious reptiles. Alligators, crocodiles, sharks," Twinkle raised her eyebrow, "you name it, it will all be there! And there will be me, Prince Kunj Sarna!" Kunj stood up with his chest spread out wide. "I'll be there to rule over everyone! They will all have to obey me and address me as 'your highness', 'your majesty', or better yet," Kunj exclaimed, standing up even taller and prouder, "'My lord."
"Oh for heaven's sake," Twinkle groaned, rolling her eyes.
"Stop living in the clouds and get your ass back down to Earth. You can't even afford to buy us a house and you want to live in a castle? Give me a break." Twinkle scooped up another spoonful of the chickpea salad and ate it.
Kunj gave her his 'bitch-face', clearly not amused by her trying to pop his bubble.
"Go on, make fun of me. You wouldn't understand these dreams even if you tried you peasant." Kunj mocked. "You have lived an impoverished life for far too long. You wouldn't even be able to dream of these high-classed dreams even if you wanted to."
"Excuse me?" Twinkle asked horrified.
She stood up and made Kunj face her.
"What did you call me?"
"A peasant! Have you lost your ability to hear clearly along with dream as well?" Kunj retorted.
Twinkle rolled up her sleeves.
"I'm a peasant?" She asked carefully.
Kunj's royal persona slowly began to chip away as he saw her menacing form slowly approach him.
"Uhh.. you're a former peasant?" He tried, squirming his face. "I mean if you marry me then obviously you'll become royalty."
"So, I'm not good enough for you as I am right now?" Twinkle asked, her voice raising into a high pitch.
"That's not what I said," Kunj defended raising his hands in front of him as he took steps backwards. "I said that you're..." He tried getting the word out but he simply couldn't.
"I'm what? A peasant, right. Well, I'll show you what we peasants are made of!" Twinkle declared before she ran after Kunj.
From far and wide, Kunj's screams and shouts were heard echoing across the valleys.