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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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I'm not awkward at small talk, I'm only struggling with mid-talk

He laughed at her and she was half tempted to tug her hand from his grasp, except.

Then that would be even more embarrassing!

If she pulled her hand back in an obvious and defensive way, because of the conversation topic.

He'd immediately recognize that she'd gotten flustered and embarrassed, and...

She'd learned the hard way from Lyov that she couldn't just let her husbands figure out what flustered and embarrassed her, because they'd become merciless about it immediately.

Well...

Phoenix hadn't ever needed her to tell him or let him know. He'd seemed to figure it out on his own.

No, actually...

It was more like he'd instinctively known all along. Because there wasn't ever a time when that man hadn't been able to easily fluster, embarrass, distract and...

Generally ruin her. With no effort at all.

Vaughn...