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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 · 奇幻言情
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614 Chs

I'm not a criminal! I'm a suspect!

Lyov immediately moved in front of her, defensive.

Isabelle clutched her kitten to her chest protectively, sitting up, wide-eyed. "Wh-what?!"

Caoimhe strode into the room. Her expression was stern. "You dare to use Ceiori's genrosity and friendliness as a cover to murder my gentle father and now you dare to act innocent?!"

Lyov straightened, placing a hand on his sword hilt. He said nothing, but he clearly wasn't taking his eyes off of the guards.

Caoimhe gestured to her soldiers. "Seize the empress first."

Isabelle instinctively recoiled as one of the young men stepped forward, reaching for her.

Rather than Lyov, Alexander was the one who interrupted him. He gripped the soldier with strength that belied his gentle appearance, blue eyes ice cold.

The man hissed just loud enough for her to hear where she sat on the bed. "Lay one hand on her and your entire family will die screaming."