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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 · Fantaisie
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I'm not overpreparing, I'm ready this time

After that eventful evening, Isabelle was quite busy the next couple days, running to and fro across the city and the outlying lands.

That morning in particular she went to check up on a few issues regarding infrastructure. The slums, which had been burned down, were not the only infrastructure concerns.

Other neighborhoods needed assistance as well, especially as many had been displaced due to the fires.

So much damage was caused not only by the fires themselves but the negligence of the palace in the lull between her mother's death and her coronation, that much of the slums had been rendered either unlivable or extremely poor in its livability.

The plague had compounded matters.

That said, most of the area with issues that weren't directly caused by the fire were outside of the capital proper, where people had begun attempting to build makeshift shelters with the wood outside the city walls.