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

Isabelle enjoyed the peaceful atmosphere in the room, relishing the moment, savoring this time with her family, but was drawn back into reality by the sound of several raps against her door.

She looked up toward the entrance with a start. For a moment she thought it might be one of her husbands, but none of them would knock, and a quick glance around the room showed that they were all present.

Her head immediately turned to face Lyov, then, as she moved to get out of bed, and then the blankets, only to realize that she was still in a state of undress.

It wasn't a quick matter to get dressed, so that left her with the question of answering the door to a stranger while mostly naked, or not answering at all...

Phoenix, fortunately, solved the dilemma for her, as he got up out of the chair he'd been lounging in and made his way to the door himself. He looked casual, unhurried.

I'm not improperly dressed, I'm properly reposed