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 lifted her cute little kitten up over her head and leaned up to give him a little smooch. He didn't fuss at being lifted in such a silly way, but he did look down at her and mew, as if asking what in the world she was doing.

She giggled. "My little baby Snowball is so high up~"

The little kitten plapped his paw on her nose.

That made her giggle even more and press little kisses all over Snowball's cute little head.

"What are you trying to tell mama?" She cooed.

The cat made a tiny squeak of a noise and pawed at her nose again, giving an impatient little growl as if to inform her that she'd misunderstood him.

She put Snowball down to drink from his water bowl and stroked the white fur as he did, giggling softly. "My sweet little kitten. You put up with so much from your mama, don't you?"

I'm not content ruling, I'm a hands-on helper