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

Isabelle picked her way across the gardens toward the Royal Pavilion.

There was plenty of space on the lawns or on the terrace, but she'd been told Tenshi was with a group practicing meditation under a gazebo set aside for the purpose.

She couldn't help but wonder what it'd been set aside for before Tenshi arrived.

The sky was a clear, blue expanse above. Bare trees surrounded her. The day carried a chill breeze that cut right through her coat, and Isabelle wrapped her arms about herself to try and keep warm.

There was frost on the ground from early this morning, although the sun was now shining brightly, warming everything it touched.

Isabelle spied Tenshi almost immediately, seated on a mat beneath a covered gazebo on the far side of the pavilion. It was decorated with colorful streamers and a small wooden stand to hold incense and candles.

I'm not interrupting, I'm providing company