—Why did things turn out this way?

Mirena had been stripped of her sight and freedom to move.

Only an endless abyss of darkness greeted her.

Sitting in shadow, she slightly shifted her body—the clinking of iron chains echoed from her limbs.

Nothing she did could free her from these restraints now.

The usual Mirena—

could alter her own data.

She’d easily shatter chains, shackles, and collars like these.

But now, with that unknown-material Collar fastened around her neck—

she couldn’t even use Level Appraisal, let alone Data Alteration.

This room held more than just her presence—two others stood beside her.

Both were those damned Vampires—

As Hestia blindfolded Mirena, stealing her sight, she gently stroked Mirena’s small blue head.

“What a truly delightful sight, Princess…”

“Mmm… wh-what do you want?”

Mirena was terrified, her voice thick with shock and fear.

She’d never expected that after becoming her slave—

Mirena had endured the violation of her body.

She’d even swallowed her pride and called her “Master.”

Yet Hestia had escalated things further.

—She actually wanted to chain her to the wall and leave her neglected.

“Well then, enjoy yourself, ‘Princess.’ Luce, gag that noisy little mouth.”

She stressed “Princess” with a mocking lilt.

“Yes, Miss…”

Hearing Luce’s reply, Mirena’s Elvenfolk-honed hearing caught footsteps fading away.

Their owner—

was unmistakably Hestia in high-heeled Lolita shoes.

Next, something was forced into Mirena’s mouth.

—Could this sensation be…?

When her lips met the soft fabric, she shook her head desperately to resist.

—Resistance was futile.

The cloth was shoved deep into her mouth anyway.

Mirena couldn’t utter a single word.

“Mmm…”

Then, the sound of maid shoes receded.

The iron door slammed shut with a heavy clang.

Mirena heard a key turn in the lock.

—No, don’t leave me here.

She wanted to scream, but the gag silenced her.

Footsteps faded. Silence swallowed the room.

Even her sharp hearing felt useless here.

“Mmm…”

—Why did it come to this?

Mirena recalled last night’s events—

grief surged through her.

“You want me to serve you in bed!? No! Absolutely not!”

After Luce told her she must serve Hestia in bed—

the thought of it hollowed Mirena’s eyes with terror.

“This is Miss’s order! You must obey—you’re just her slave now. Did you think you were still a princess?”

Luce, whose strength dwarfed Mirena’s, yanked her—

off the soft bed.

Truthfully, Hestia had been lenient with her “slave.”

She’d even given Mirena a separate “pet room” to rest.

Food-wise, Mirena ate the same as Hestia.

So Luce disliked this disobedient Blood Slave intensely.

Only Miss’s fondness for her stayed Luce’s hand.

She hadn’t broken this “princess” yet.

Otherwise, Luce would’ve crushed her spirit—

—with the cruelest methods.

Honestly, when Mirena saw maid Luce draw a crimson-glowing sword from under her skirt and press it to her neck—

“Serving Miss is your duty! Refuse again, and I’ll cut you down!”

Mirena hadn’t even wondered why the sword hid there—

her body trembled uncontrollably.

Though Hestia’s prized Blood Slave, she wasn’t fearless.

Who knew if this maid would truly kill her?

Her strength matched a little girl’s.

No match for an armed maid.

Worse, she had a grave problem—

since dawn, that Vampire girl had fastened the Collar herself.

Remembering that moment—

shame flooded Mirena’s heart.

No—the real issue was this:

after wearing the so-called “pet outfit”—

she couldn’t use her bug-like data-viewing skill.

Now, she was utterly ordinary.

Truthfully, she’d always been frail since birth.

She had “Data Analysis” to see stats—

but unlike typical protagonists, she never leveled up.

She’d hidden for fourteen years instead.

If this were a novel, she’d be the most tragic cheat-holder ever.

—Her entire clan served Vampires, and her parents died by their hands.