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

It wasn't even so much that they'd walked in and immediately looked like the stuck up noble types.

It was that they'd looked her right in the eyes, saw her husbands sitting beside her, saw her baby, and didn't even look the least bit apologetic or even mildly ashamed to have kept them waiting. And that they had been rude and insulting to their maid.

They could have waited until the meeting was over and the empress was no longer paying attention, but they'd started their rudeness before even greeting her.

It was hard to imagine such behavior wasn't deliberate. Which. She was pretty sure someone would say showed some moxie, to intentionally offend their ruler.

She did not feel particularly impressed. Just insulted.

They weren't even the worst she had dealt with.

Even with that in mind, she was still somewhat irritated.

I'm not a snap judging tyrant, I'm a quick character judge