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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 too desperate, I'm just not a quitter

She paced back and forth, holding the diary to her chest. She didn't trust putting it down, not after the letter vanished. Maybe - if she put it down even for a moment.

She couldn't help but think it would vanish as surely as Vaughn did when he slipped through her fingers.

She didn't have any proof of it - that it would degrade so quickly, But she just couldn't risk it. She couldn't be responsible for it with a stupid, reckless choice like that.

Actually, there was no reason to believe she could just stop it from vanishing if she held it.

There was no reason to think, just because she remembered Vaughn herself, her holding something could stop it from being influenced by the spell.

But-

Well.

At least it gave her a little peace of mind while she waited.

It let her feel that little bit more in control. Like she was doing something other than pacing uselessly and waiting for her husband to solve her problem for her.