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

Urgent or not, it did take a little bit to actually leave her room. First she needed to dry off, then get dressed in a new, dry outfit. She couldn't just go streaking across the palace.

Nor could she be marching to a meet up while looking miserable and wet.

Even for her, she had certain lines she wouldn't cross even disregarding morality!

It couldn't be overstated how long just getting one of her annoyingly complex dresses on her could be sometimes.

After getting her properly dressed and dried, there was still the matter of her ankle which Tenshi had been in the middle of trying to heal, but failed because of the interruption.

Thus, Lyov had wrapped her ankle tightly in the interim.

Vaughn simply picked her up and carried her anyway!

Granted, it wasn't like she could have shown up in front of Prince Caleb - soon to be King Caleb - soaking wet and naked.

I'm not without empathy, I'm struggling for focus