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

Phoenix smiled. He looked around at them all. His voice was warm and playful, as if he was pleased that they'd all joined them. "I think that we should go for a ride through town together, don't you think? A little parade. I know how you like those, dear. You could ride your new stallion. He needs the practice."

Was that some kind of lewd joke? A reference she didn't get?

Phoenix lightly rapped her forehead with his fingertip. "Dispel those silly thoughts, love."

"Archibald gifted you a stallion for the wedding. Did you not even pay attention...?"

"N-No! That's!" She sputtered. "I! Haven't! Looked at any! Gifts!"

Even though the wedding was days ago.

She hadn't even realized there were a bunch of gifts to look at?! She was just!

But now she felt embarrassed. Her face flushed.

I'm not unequipped, I'm actually overequipped