Until Their Highnesses grant permission, you must remain still—like a doll. As if you’re lifeless. Lailnia, a humble maid who admired Prince Esteban and aspired to serve him one day, is chosen one secretive night by the head maid, Maziel, to become the princes’ training mannequin. However, what awaits her is lingerie so revealing that it fails to adequately cover any part of her body. "This mannequin… Maziel truly selected a great one this time." She doesn’t even let out a single scream. "Do you remember that mannequin from before? She swatted my wrist away on the very first day." "And you eliminated her right then and there." As they converse, the twin princes squeeze and knead every inch of Lailnia’s body while stripping her of her clothing, while the other three princes watch her without shame and play with her. To be violated in such a manner—without even comprehending why—right in front of the Esteban she admired… And yet, why is it… Even though she has suddenly become a mannequin and is being taken without grasping anything, rather than feeling embarrassed or broken… Her body is warm.