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

It showed no signs of melting, but the wind no longer howled and snow stopped piling up before it entirely blocked off the view of her balcony door.

Snowball looked adorable in a little ribbon collar and a tiny kitten tiara some maid had made and snuck onto him while she was asleep.

And wondered, very seriously, what had woken her.

She ran her fingers through her hair as she sat up in her bed, blinking blearily, and looked over at her cute kitten. "Mmh. And where are you going all dressed up?" She hummed and held up her arms to the white ball of fur.

The white ball of fur stared at her, eyes bright and sparkling, his pink nose twitching, little tail waving back and forth slowly.

"...Yes, I am awake...or close enough. Come here, silly kitten." She called out to him softly.

I'm not resisting bathtime, I'm clinging to bedtime