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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 showing favoritism, I'm just playing politics

Snowball purred contently in Isabelle's arms when she offered him the last bit of meat. The kitten happily nibbled away on his treat and mewled in thanks, pawing gently at her fingers and nuzzling her palm lovingly when he was finished.

She smiled fondly at Snowball when he licked her skin clean with his sandpaper tongue. Once he'd licked every inch of her hands he snuggled against her, purring contentedly as he dozed off in her lap.

"Such a good baby kitty...and so cute..." Isabelle cooed to the little fur ball resting atop her.

Snowball rolled onto his side in her lap and stretched his hind legs out, yawning widely as his tiny pink tongue peeked out between his sharp little teeth. His whiskers twitched with happiness. His eyelids fluttered shut, as if he wanted nothing more than to take a nap.

"Someone is sleepy...." Isabelle whispered softly while running her fingers along Snowball's white coat, petting him gently.