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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 hiding anything, I'm trying to be appropriate

After all that...

After that amazing...

After that glorious round of-

Well.

Octavian arrived with breakfast, which she was suddenly extremely hungry for.

Snowball, who naturally wanted to know why his mother had woken him up with such a racket, got up from his cozy little bed and trotted over to her, as well.

Alexander adjusted his pants before the others could walk in on them - which they would have, as they were not long behind Octavian.

He had gotten her cleaned up, with some difficulty, because she was so spent she could barely move, and by the time she had taken her bath and pulled her clothing back on, they'd just...laid back on the bed.

And cuddled.

It was while they'd been recovering on the bed after her impromptu bath that Snowball nosed at her face, and only moments after that when Octavian arrived with the food.