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

Her chest felt clear and light and...

She hummed happily to herself, petting the kitten that had nestled against her chest in its sleep.

The purring kitten yawned lazily at her before rolling onto its belly and stretching its limbs outward and immediately engaging in 'attack the fingers'.

She was pretty sure this was Snowball's absolute favorite game.

He nibbled and pawed and chewed on her fingers in turns.

She smiled down at him, petting him gently on the head as he attacked her fingers, enjoying the way he purred under her touch while she stroked his soft white fur.

She leaned down and gave him playful, light little kisses.

"Mwah. Mwah~. Who's the cutest baby kitty?" She cooed adoringly at the sweet little creature, unable to contain the delight bubbling within her as Snowball mewed playfully at her in return, seeming quite pleased by her attention.

I'm not groggy, I'm cuddly