So apparently, a little bloodline curse, a casual assassination, or a few garden-variety petrifications make us ‘the problem.’

Excuse us.

We weren’t evil. We were ambitious, strategic, and very, very tired of the system. But society said, ‘No, women can’t do that,’ and suddenly we were villains.

Now? We’re stuck in Villainess Tea Time. Oh, it's mandatory. But if we have to sit through trust falls, group therapy, and ‘accountability’ exercises, we're at least going to have fun doing it.