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

She laid down on her belly, hands settled under her chin, and stared meaningfully at the kitten who crouched under the table a few inches away from her.

Soulful blue eyes stared back at her.

It seemed like a stalemate, neither daring to move.

Suddenly, a hand landed on her head and started stroking her.

"What are you two doing?" Alexander asked, amusement clear in his voice.

She startled "Ah-?! Hey! Snowball is the kitten...!" Isabelle pouted up at her red headed botanist and stealth snarky husband.

He raised his eyebrows, looking between the pair of them. "Snowball is, hm? Well, yes, obviously he's the kitten." Alex mused, yet he continued to pet her hair.

She tilted her head and offered him a sweet smile. "And so..."

"I suppose that means you are my kitten too?"

"W-Well I...you know what I meant..." She huffed, pouting.

I'm not bad at playing, I'm good at making my own games