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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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622 Chs

I'm not snacking, I'm meeting the staff

The sound of giggling children reached her ears, and she glanced over her shoulder to see her son running towards her and holding out a wooden sword.

"Mother!" Luka declared brightly, brandishing his toy weapon proudly, "Father and Uncle are teaching me how to fight!"

"I see." Isabelle replied simply.

"What are you doing today, Mother?"

She frowned and shook her head slowly, "Busy. Lots of paperwork. Maybe another time, okay?" She patted him on the head before standing up.

Luka pouted. "But you said we'd play today! Can't you leave the paper?"

Isabelle shook her head firmly. "Absolutely not." She squeezed her little boy's shoulder reassuringly. "Don't worry. You have lots of family who loves you. Your father will always be here with you."

"Always? No matter what?" Luka asked seriously.

She nodded solemnly. "Always. Without fail."

"Good..."

His expression brightened a touch.