On the wedding night, the master’s bride disappeared. In the princess’s bedroom, now completely empty, Iveli stood there at a loss, until the master gave her an order. “You will take the princess’s place.” A game that began almost teasingly. However, the maid’s boldness—despite her fear, she didn’t run away— ended up stirring his cruel instincts. “M-Master…” “That’s right. I am your master.” So… “Stick out your tongue. Obediently.”