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 supposed that there was always at least one last day of any journey.

That sounded like some kind of weird, meaningless philosophical comment but. It was also just literally true.

No matter how long a journey, so long as it was a journey, there would always be that last day before the return trip.

She wasn't quite sure how she felt about this one.

She hadn't been able to prepare for it at all. When she'd first arrived in Ceiori she hadn't had a hard time frame for the negotiations, but she expected a maximum of about a week's stay in Ceiori.

Then suddenly they'd been arrested by Caoimhe as a part of her plot to shift the blame of the murder of her own father off of her onto strangers she held an irrational grudge against.

The time in Ceiori immediately transformed from 'less or equal to than the time it took to arrive in Ceiori' to 'Months of containment, stretching on indefinitely as Caoimhe continues to push things in to a potential war.

I'm not living here, I'm just living out my vacation