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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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580 Chs

I'm not stuck in the past, I'm thinking of the future

Isabelle was lounging on the bed.

Her head was in Phoenix's lap.

His hand gently stroked her hair.

"Feeling better, darling?"

"Mmm..." She nodded. "A little..."

"Do you have any plans for the rest of the day?"

"Not particularly."

He smiled. "Would you like to spend the afternoon with me?"

She smiled and stretched. "Yes, I would." She sighed. "It's been a long time since we had a chance to spend an entire afternoon together...."

"Oh? You must mean with our clothes on...~?"

"Shush, you." She swatted at his leg. "I'm serious. I've been sick...! A month!"

"I know darling. We had rather wonderful make up sex, as you may recall."

She.

Crossed her arms and huffed.

He wasn't wrong but.

She just.

Couldn't fully explain why she felt so sentimental right now.

What a jerk.

"You are pouting, aren't you?"

"I am not." She pouted.