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

Snowball squeaked and leaped down from her shoulder onto the desk to rub his cheek against her hand affectionately.

"I don't care if you are cute," she warned, wagging a finger at him. "This is a serious matter of life and death!"

Her baby sniffed disdainfully at her, which made her pout.

Then he took a seat on the desk and yawned widely before looking up at her again.

The small white fluff ball was acting like he'd caught her doing something particularly naughty and he was rather entertained.

This cheeky little fluff ball was.

Snowball cocked his little head at her, watching her intently, before he pawed at her hand to beg for more attention.

The tiny kitten began to purr as she rubbed her fingers over his silky soft fur and let her little baby sit in her lap.

It didn't help that he kept up his judgey looks.

I'm not an animal whisperer, I'm a cat speaker