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 yawned as she laid down on her stomach. The soft blanket beneath her was...surprisingly effective, considering she was laying down on cold stone.

Honestly, she was just too groggy to be bothered to stand up. It made sense in her head, and even though Tieya gave her a weird look, the maid did so anyway.

The reason for why she laid down on a blanket on cold stone?

So that little Snowball could run and play around in the snow-covered royal garden.

Only a small section of it, but...still. Snowball could jump and pounce and roll in the snow, and if he got tired or cold he could scurry over and cuddle with his mama.

She had warm towels with which to dry him off and warm him up if that happened. but the royal animal steward said that a short play would be safe enough.

I'm not cold, I'm just a bit chilled