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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 spoiled rotten, I'm a little spoiled overripe

She practically skipped her way back to her bedroom, where her baby Snowball would be napping.

It wasn't particularly far - although she wasn't in the office in her bedroom, even the one that Archibald had all the papers sent to really wasn't far from her room. It could just hold more paperwork.

Which was the problem!

Was being the operative word: she didn't have a problem if she was on vacation.

She chose. Not to acknowledge the problem she had on vacation. Which was basically the same. Close enough to count, anyway.

Her little baby Snowball would be waiting for her, probably having made a mess with his toys before he settled down to nap, since his daddies were all busy today as well.

He was a spoiled little boy, that's what he was.

Spoiled rotten.

...Maybe...

Much like she was spoiled.

She wasn't quite certain when she's gotten spoiled but....

Maybe.

Just maybe.

She could argue she was that.