That loving face that so well expressed her love for you then changes, turning darker and with a grin like some devil ruling over those in hell, she blurts out, "To wish for anything, I now have everything I ever wanted. You are a has been, as I found the man of my dreams! Oh but he is strong, and fair more handsome than the likes of you!"
You withdraw your hand from clutching hers, as hearing your betrothed then spurn you and your love of her, hurts and cuts deeply into your very soul.
"Why, how who," you blurt out in asking, saying quite loud enough to bring all at other tables around you to look, gaze, and ponder what the two of you were conversing.
She looks around seeing she is in the limelight, and recants her reasons to dump you.
"Why, I already told you, how is by my wish to have the man I want and not some horse loving stud like you; your so damn horny a Unicorn is what you should be, yes then I wish you were some magical black stud Unicorn, screwing mars and making jackasses out of all your male suitors!"
Suddenly you gut grumbles and the realm of power that is focused from within you, turns upon you.