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

Tenshi entered her bedroom carrying a tray filled with dishes from the palace cooks. The smell of rich, spicy foods wafted through the air and filled Isabelle's nose.

She breathed deeply, inhaling the aromatic aroma deeply before letting her breath escape her lips.

A pleased groan escaped her lips. The rich aromas wafted from every single plate - making her salivate hungrily. Her stomach grumbled loudly as she stared greedily at all of her favorites on display before her.

"Enjoy, love..." He murmured, setting the tray down gently upon the table nearest to the cough she reclined on with her sleeping kitten.

Then he picked up one dish, and he pulled his chair close to hers.

Isabelle reached for one of her favorite pastries as soon as he offered it up, grabbing it excitedly and taking a large bite without hesitation.

It tasted like heaven in her mouth. She sighed happily as she chewed and swallowed down her treat.

I'm not teasing, I'm playfully pampering