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'd known that Lyov came from a very traditional family, and that they were not very welcoming of the changes she was making in the kingdom, but it was a very different thing to actually meet them.

It was one thing to know that Lyov had to struggle against a family who had a very strict, traditional mindset and was very prejudiced toward her own ideas of how to rule, but to meet them and to witness their prejudice first-hand was a very different matter.

It was a very unpleasant matter, in fact.

She was continuously tempted to end the breakfast, or to reprimand them for being...

Insufferable. Unlikable. And just generally all around terrible. They didn't like her.

She could only imagine how Lyov felt.

Her sweet, precious, perfect knight who had grown up in this family, who had been mistreated and unloved and disregarded, and was still so amazing.

I'm not obsessively annoyed, I'm just stuck in a rut