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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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580 Chs

I'm not participating, I'm enjoying being a distraction

Lyov sighed and ran his fingers through his hair as he set the cards on the table. The look of complete defeat on his face made her want to giggle.

Or perhaps coo and cuddle him.

She couldn't decide.

It was probably cruel to laugh, but it was just so adorable seeing him fuss over something so small.

"That bad, huh?" She asked.

Snowball stared up at her as she spoke and mewed back.

Isabelle giggled and kissed her kitten on the top of the head.

The handsome, blonde man slumped over the table with his arms folded and groaned loudly in misery. He really had taken a beating today.

"Remind me to never play a card game with anyone of you ever again...I was doing better when Snowball was eating the cards..."

Phoenix, sitting across from Lyov, rolled his eyes, but his mouth twitched into a faint smile briefly.