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 sipped the wine, keeping an eye on the kitten and the servant who held him.

Tenshi noticed and spoke to her softly, "Worried about the kitten?"

"Only a little..." She whispered, eyes flickering from the maids to the diplomats. "It's hard to explain..."

She frowned, biting her lip, "I feel a sense of danger in this place that is unlike anywhere we've traveled to."

She paused, a faint smile on her face all the mirth she could summon from herself, "Is that strange? To be feeling a sense of danger while sitting down to eat?"

Phoenix hummed light and airy, his expression so much more carefree and friendly than hers.

"This is the first negotiation we've had where Nevremia is neither the one initiating things nor the one with the power and control. Worse, it's happening far from our military. Of course you're worried, love."

I'm not a careless despot, I'm afraid of becoming one