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

Phoenix hummed. "He's matured well from the scared little thing we first found..."

"Mmh. And he's gotten his dads wrapped around his little paw."

Phoenix tossed her a sly smile. "You're the last one who can make such a statement, darling. Your mama is wrapped around your little paw, isn't she?"

Snowball meowed up at his father and then stretched his front paws out toward Phoenix's face again and kneaded the air a little, looking expectant.

He chuckled. "Such a powerful kitten, ruling an empress~"

A few maids hurried into the room to place food down on the table.

Phoenix hummed and patted Snowball's head before lowering him so that Snowball could rest his head on his chest and look out at the world.

Of course the part of the world Snowball was most interested in was the table of food.

But Snowball's bowl wasn't full of meat yet.

I'm not ruled, I'm wise to the needs of my people