Amesaya

[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!"

I'm the Empress! So I'm Going to Make Myself a Harem

The two of them remain like that for quite a while, enjoying their solitude together in silence.

Yes, she was getting soaked, but so was Alex, and he didn't seem to mind it, either.

Everything felt so rushed and urgent since Isabelle woke up as empress. She ate, she slept, she did Empress things. It repeated.

She wasn't so out of touch as to complain about being fabulously wealthy and powerful and surrounded by attractive men, but it didn't feel like she'd gotten much time to breathe or think since arriving at all.

He hummed in reply, tilting his head to show he was listening, but otherwise remaining as he was.

"...I like spending time with you. You make me feel relaxed. Safe. You're...gentle." She spoke softly as she stared at him. She studied his profile intently. Her chest tightened unexpectedly at the sight of his features. '...beautiful' she thought.

I'm not bullyable, I'm cute