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I'm the Empress! So I'm Going to Make Myself a Harem

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "...I have to choose a King Consort right now?!" No sooner did the young woman from Earth awake in the body of Empress Isabelle of Nevremia than she was informed she'd have to choose a King Consort to keep her throne. While she was still trying to get used to her new body, new world, and new position, her advisors insisted she marry some stranger to retain her power. "But don't Empresses get to make the rules?" As Isabelle Von Nevremia. not only is she the revered empress of a powerful country, but she has access to a special status system, which allows her to read people's names, skills, moods, and even their kinks. As well as that, there's some kind of mysterious 'challenge' system that awards her 'skill points' for successfully completing challenges. ...But all the challenges are just seducing people. How tacky... "...If I'm going to be Empress, then I won't have a king! I'm going to have a harem!"

Amesaya · Fantasy
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I'm not a diary thief, I'm a professional investigator

She was going to get the job done even if it killed her.

Which it might.

That was entirely a possibility.

One which she was very much aware of.

But she had to.

She owed it to her husbands. After all, if she died, it was likely whoever was manipulating things would have no need to keep her husbands locked up, and they'd be free to go home and raise Snowball.

That was too sad to think about, though.

She'd instead rather make sure everyone made it out from this frame job safe and sound, without starting any wars or causing Octavian to rashly defect from Pristan for true love.

Or...

Also without her having to find out if Octavian might not do that.

...That was an unsettling thought.

Anyway, she was focusing on finding clues first.

Mostly, though, she wanted to clear the air once and for all.

If the culprit was found guilty, then Isabelle could focus all of her energies into spending time with her men.