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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 vicious, I'm desperate

Isabelle burst through the clinic doors in a panic. The poor nurse standing over Tieya startled so badly that she fell backward with a yelp.

"Tieya...she..." Isabelle gasped, struggling for words. "I-is she-"

Tenshi quickly placed a comforting arm around her shoulder to soothe her concerns, his expression remaining calm despite the circumstances surrounding their arrival. "...yes." He said quietly.

"The doctor will attend to her soon."

She sagged against him, allowing him to hold her up. "Wh-whatever is the matter...?"

"She has a fever. It seems she'd been ignoring it, pushing herself, until she suddenly collapsed."

"...Tieya..." she covered her face in her hands.

He gently rubbed her back. "Look, there is only one nurse attending her. If she were in critical condition, there'd be many."

Isabelle frowned.

I...suppose that makes sense...