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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 completely ignorant, I'm Ill-Informed

She didn't have any particular attachment to the anniversary of her coronation. Maybe she should have, given it was her entry to this world and life, but....it didn't feel like much to her.

Maybe it was the memories she'd gotten?

But she hadn't been keeping track of it before, either.

Still, she messed up Nevremian tradition on her coronation day, so messing it up again on her anniversary was not on her list of plans. She didn't want to be an enemy of the people, messing up her only responsibilities forever.

And so she blinked and tilted her head, staring at Archibald.

"Huh?"

He blinked, and then gave a small bow. "My apologies, Your Majesty, if I did not explain clearly enough. I was simply stating that the festivities would primarily be delayed until after the wedding."

"Right...but why?"