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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 rambling madness, I'm mumbling nonsense

Isabelle paced the perimeter of her quarters, watching as her baby cat stalked her movements with intense concentration.

"Snowball...what am I to do, baby...? This has to be what the quest 'King of Ceiori' was...but now what do I do? How can I help if I'm in here...?"

"Mow?" Snowball followed his mother back and forth, watching her with his keen baby eyes.

His tiny fluffy body wiggled behind her as he rushed to catch up with her steps, chirping at her.

Lyov frowned from where he was seated in a chair near the window. "What was that?"

She'd been mumbling under her breath because she couldn't just talk about things like quests and stats screen where anyone but her cat- who could tell no tales - could hear her.

Of course, mumbling to herself as she paced back and forth in her room probably made her look almost as crazy as if they'd heard what she said.

She sighed and stopped.