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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!"

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I'm not fleeing my problems, I'm tactfully relocating them

"Ngg...this...really isn't...fair..."

She grumbled to herself and sulked in her bed, cuddling her cute little kitten in her arms. Her heart was still racing from Phoenix's teasing.

Or from her flight to her rooms.

One of the two.

The former felt more flattering to her, though. She wasn't quite that out of shape...! Surely!

Snowball placed his cute little paw on her nose. She huffed lightly and opened her eyes to glare at him, pouting.

Her cat cocked his head curiously, his tail swishing slightly behind him as he watched her pout. He seemed thoroughly unaffected by her pouting. Which she felt was entirely unfair, given his pouting always seemed to manage to sway her.

Or-

The kitten equivalent of pouting, anyway.

Her lips pursed together slightly before she gave a soft sigh, and shook her head.

Well.