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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 · Fantasía
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I'm not moody, I'm reflective

She settled in a seat on her balcony with a small sigh, looking out at the lush courtyard below her. 

Heavy gray clouds blocked out the sun, and the chill in the air was harsh enough that she swaddled sweet Snowball in a warm blanket and kept him snuggled up close to her chest to ensure he was in no danger of hypothermia. But, it was a nice, safe experience for the kitten to breathe the air and experience the outside world.

Not that Snowball would ever be an 'outside' royal cat, but in controlled circumstances like this...

She hummed softly.

Snowflakes slowly fell from the sky.

The sight of them reminded her of her vacation with her husbands. 

It felt long ago now.

She gently pet Snowball as the kitten looked around from his cozy blanket burrito.

"Do you like snowflakes, baby?" She asked him gently.