She turned to look at System 427, eyes bright with the kind of dangerous curiosity that preceded terrible decisions.
"Wait, wait—" She held up a hand, thinking. "I slapped Seraphina with my 'hands'. So theoretically, if I were to, say, bludgeon all five male leads 'and' the female lead at the same time, what would the cosmic backlash be?"
System 427 looked like he was about to faint.
"Host," he said desperately, "we need to 'complete' the mission, not 'eliminate the entire plot'."
Heena rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Plot, plot."
She picked up her teacup, took a slow, deliberate sip, and settled back in her chair like a queen preparing to hold court.
"Send them in," she said again.
The doors opened.
One by one, her five husbands entered.
