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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 singer, I'm a cheerful ruler

"My little Snowball is cute~. My little Snowball is sweet~."

Isabelle was tired...but she felt cozy, and was in a good mood because of it, and so she sang mindlessly to Snowball, enjoying the way the adorable little kitten got more and more excited the longer she sang to him.

"My little Snowball is handsome~. My little Snowball is the best~..."

Snowball answered with happy squeaks of excitement at each repetition of his name, which only caused Isabelle's joyous spirits to grow further. He wiggled and purred as if trying to sing along.

Snowball is the sweetest, cutest little darling of all...

Isabelle smiled at the fluffy, pure bundle of joy wrapped tightly within her arms. Perhaps it was a bit silly, but she just couldn't be unhappy when she looked down at her happy little kitten. He had so much love and joy to give, it was hard to believe.