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

"I want. To see." Isabelle said, her eyes closed, her expression pouty. "My jousting..."

"It will be delayed until tomorrow, love. It was raining too much."

"Nooo." She huffed. She pouted even more.

It was all because of Phoenix, she was certain! He jinxed it!! She just. She knew it. Somehow, some way. She was certain!

How did he do that, she wasn't sure, but she knew he'd somehow caused it. He'd. Summoned. A cloud.

Summoning clouds wasn't supposed to be possible for humans, but that didn't stop him! Because. He was Phoenix. And Phoenix would not let a little thing like 'it isn't possible for humans' stop him.

Phoenix sighed, but she could hear the amusement in it. He didn't speak at all, simply pressed a kiss to her shoulder. The softness of the touch, the gentle affection in it, the warmth and the sweet, sweet sensation of the kiss on her shoulder made her melt a little inside.

I'm not anxious over nothing, I'm following patterns!