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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 stifling, I'm sheltering

Isabelle breathed in deeply as she stood on the balcony overlooking the castle grounds.

The sun shone brightly above her head, and the birds chirped happily as they flew overhead. She looked down at the bustle of activity below.

People rushed about, preparing for the festivities that would take place later that night. It wasn't the wedding yet, but it was an early celebration of the announcement of the wedding.

She watched them scurry about with amusement, shaking her head slightly at their antics.

Really, she was beginning to think Nevremia just looked for any excuse at all to have a holiday and set up festivities.

"Looking at them makes me want to take a nap." Isabelle hummed aloud, stretching.

"Mrow~!" A voice meowed next to her, startling her slightly. She jumped at the unexpected intrusion, whipping around to stare at the source of the noise.