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

"Shall we head back inside, darling?" Phoenix murmured in a low voice. His lips were pressed against the shell of her ear, and his breath was hot on her skin.

It sent shivers up and down her spine.

It wasn't fair for her husband to do such things.

"I...don't know..." Isabelle replied.

Her face heated up, and she felt the blush creeping across her cheeks. Her body tingled. She was flustered and a little overwhelmed, and her mind was running a mile a minute. She felt like her heart was beating so hard she could hear it in her chest.

She could check her own pulse if she wanted to, just by listening.

Which had to be one of the most unsexy things she'd thought in.

She could not spend the rest of her day having sex! She did that all night already, and while it was her honeymoon...

I'm not neglecting my festival, I'm prioritizing my celebration