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 remainder of their winter festival celebrations passed quickly and easily.

The cold weather had Isabelle's nose perpetually red, which Phoenix insisted upon constantly teasing and kissing better.

They'd had hot chocolate delivered to her in every room, even as she attempted to attend her court session and try and make some progress on Nevremia.

Julia smiled at her as she sat at the table. Snowball ran back and forth on the floor next to them, pouncing on a little toy rope, rolling on the floor, and then dragging it around. When she laughed at the antics, Snowball picked up the toy rope and presented it to her.

"Thank you for giving me that, but I can't play right now."

He meowed as if to say 'why not?' before running off and batting it around.

Isabelle shook her head and watched the tiny kitten run around the floor with his toy before turning her attention back toward Julia.

I'm not unmarried, I'm yet to be a bride