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

They made it to the opening of the tunnels before she knew it. The distance between the initial entrance and his room...never had been very long, and it felt shorter every time she traveled back and forth.

But really, being carried only made it more obvious how close it was.

She almost felt regret, actually - it did feel kind of nice to be held in his arms like that.

A conflicted expression passed briefly over his face as Vaughn considered the looming doorway of light.

Before she needed to say anything, he tightened his grip on her, and carried her out into the hallway.

Alexander and Tenshi were still waiting outside the doorway. Alexander leaned against the wall with his back to the hidden door, and Tenshi stood beside it, green eyes fixed on it and waiting for her appearance.

The red haired man glanced back at her - and the prince - and blinked. "This must be...Vaughn?"

I'm not a husband collector, I'm a harem cultivator