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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 · Fantasie
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I'm not bad at dates, I'm just focused on time

She blinked blearily at her maid, Tieya.

"Huhn?"

She was tired, sore and....just groggy.

Tieya was too cheerful.

"It is the anniversary of your coronation." The woman repeated, smiling warmly at her.

She liked her head maid quite a bit.

But that did not make her words make any more sense. Or the woman herself having such cheer it felt almost oppressive in Isabelle's currently groggy, bleary, sore state.

"My anniversary..."

"I realize it would be a week of celebrating normally, so it's easy to miss...but your steward Archibald said that it would detract too much from the wedding festivities."

The wedding...

Yes.

Right.

"Mmhn." She gave a slow nod.

"So the celebration will be today, and the festival after the wedding is finished."

That made sense.

It would have been nice for her to know this before it happened.