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

"You are recovering, and you should take things easy, but, I believe that, if you're careful, and do not overdo things, it would be beneficial for you to begin slowly easing back into normal routines. Slowly."

"Well. I'm not sure I can in good conscience clear you for long hours in the throne ro-"

"Sex?! Can I have sex?! You're saying sex is back on the menu?!"

"...Ahem." The doctor cleared his throat.

"You shouldn't have much of your usual strenuous activities. Sex is. Allowed, in moderation, if your body will allow for it. You must be careful not to push yourself too hard too soon. If you become tired-"

"Tired of dick?! That's not possible!" She cried. "You've been denying me my needs for so long-! My body can take it! It wants it!"

He huffed. "The physical activity will cause you to fatigue much easier. If you start to feel dizzy or ill you are to stop immediately."

"I can't stop in the middle of sex!"

I'm not pungent, I'm fragrant