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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 repeating myself, I'm spreading the word

Octavian looked tired when he came back to the room.

He always did.

Whatever it was he was doing in the investigation, he was putting all his effort and heat into it - to protect her and Nevremia.

It wasn't his fault that his efforts were like trying to push a bus on ice because part of the investigation - the leader of it, arguably, if not for Luther - was the guilty party.

As soon as he stepped inside the room, he leaned against the door and drew in a breath, pulling his cravat free of his throat as he moved to walk deeper in.

The moment he caught sight of her, the man stilled.

The tiredness in his expression faded away somewhat into a smile.

There was the usual relief and happiness she always saw on his face whenever he came back to the room and saw her, and there was still the fatigue, the strain, and the sadness that grew on his face every day he made no progress.

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