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

Lyov's family continued to look down on her as the lunch progressed, as if they could think nothing but the worst about her, no matter what happened.

They looked down on her and her sweet tooth, of course, which was the absolute most unreasonable of their behaviors. Who could judge a sweet tooth? What was wrong with wanting something sweet in her life? The sweetness of chocolate and the beauty of sugar.

What could possibly be bad about it?

She didn't understand. They could just continue being sour and she would just continue to indulge in the sweetest parts of life.

Although she had the decency not to have sex on the table in front of Lyov's family. Partly because it would ruin the sweets, and there was a certain amount of. Not crossing the streams. Necessary for sweets and sex.

I'm not hunting playboys, I'm ony flirting