Into Someone Else's Harem with Your Own Rules

I lived my life quietly, didn’t bother anyone, enjoyed all the delights of being alive—until one wonderful day my parents announced that I was honored to be sent for selection into the harem of the ruler of Ankurians. And it would have been fine, but I want to ask: do I even want to go there? They didn’t ask. Of course, I’m a obedient daughter of my people, so I will go. Only who said I’ll behave like an elf should? Well, you chose it yourself—so then blame yourselves!