You Can Keep The Male Lead

own prince, shouldn’t I give you this kind of help?” He smiled. 

I licked my lips, pretending to think about it for a while, then spoke carefully, “Would… Would it be possible?”

He told me to use him, but he didn’t answer my questions easily.
He looked around as if thinking about something, and answered slowly, “I can get you to meet me, but…”

“It’s up to Her Majesty whether she’ll see Billy Gordon or not.”

“That’s right.
Her Majesty the Empress is a little… She has a unique personality.”

“I see.”

Even if Enoch could get me to meet her, it would still be difficult for me.
I thought about it, and I wasn’t sure I’d be able to speak properly because I’d just freeze.

Besides, he said that his mother had a unique personality, so why would he say something like that?

“I think it will take some time.”

“It’s not urgent.
That person won’t even notice.”

I haven’t said it yet, but Enoch seemed to have a guess on how much I was paid and what I was going to spend the money on.

“Did you talk to Billy Gordon separately?”

“Ah…”

“Ah, well, it doesn’t matter that you talked.
Of course, you would.”

More than that, I was curious if he had told my story.
I was about to ask, but Enoch suddenly changed the subject.

“Didn’t you ask me to help you with an escort knight last time?”

“Ah, I did.”

“Would you prefer someone who might be an acquaintance…?”

He had asked something that seemed so obvious, but I tilted my head and asked, “…I guess? But do I know anyone who could do such a thing?”

However, without answering my questions, Enoch frowned and muttered to himself, “I see… As expected.”

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“Who is it?”

“Let me check first.”

“Um, okay…”

It seemed that Enoch was more concerned about that part than I thought.
Honestly, I forgot about it even though I asked for it, perhaps because I had been staying in the palace all this time.

In any case, I decided to leave that part to Enoch entirely.
I was concerned about Her Majesty, and I was preoccupied with what I had to do right now.

Once I get the eight billion, I wouldn’t have to hesitate.
I would have to file for divorce then.

“Greetings, Your Highness.”

A young, brown-haired man greeted Enoch bravely.
Enoch nodded his head once and offered him a seat.

The young man looked to his left and right awkwardly before sitting on the sofa.

“For what reason… Did you call for me? Moreover, here…”

This was the exclusive room for the VIPs on the side of the Imperial Library.
There was a desk and chair for reading, some refreshments, and a sofa for socializing.

If Enoch told him to meet at the Imperial Outer Palace, they might run into Erin, so he set the appointment place here.

Enoch was a little annoyed when he told him to sit down.
No, he thought he was annoyed since before that.
He had been thinking about it all along. 

But this was the first person that came to mind when Erin mentioned the terms.
He couldn’t think of anyone else.

And even if someone replaced him, it was impossible to know if the same thing would happen again because of Erin’s beauty.

“Count Damon Rosen.
I called for you because I had something to ask.”

“Yes, Your Highness.
Please ask.” Damon’s eyes twinkled, showing how young of a knight he was.
When Enoch saw him at the hunting grounds last time, Damon’s movements were light and his swordsmanship good.

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“Aren’t you going to get married?” Enoch himself was started by the question that came out of his mouth, but he pretended to keep his composure.
He hadn’t meant to ask such a question.

Damon blinked, and answered after a while, “Uh, yes.
I have to, but since my parents aren’t here, I think I can decide slowly.”

Enoch didn’t respond to his words.
Count Rosen, much like Count Spilet, inherited his title at a young age because his parents had died.

“Hmm, I asked a silly question.”

“No, ah! Maybe the Crown Prince is going to arrange a marriage for me…?”

“No, no.
I didn’t mean it that way,” Enoch said, waving his hand in denial.
He didn’t want to leave any room for a relationship with this guy and Erin.

So, Enoch hesitated.
It wasn’t uncommon for someone of the same status to serve as their escort, but it was rare.

If a person had a title, he would usually go to war to make a contribution or join the Imperial Knights to secure a solid position.

“Then…?”

“You don’t have an official position yet.
Are you not going to go out to work?”

“Hmm, I am busy just managing the chaotic estate now…”

“You seem to hate the military.”

When Enoch pointed it out, Damon answered with an awkward smile, “Well, actually, there’s that.
I might not be suited for it.”

“I have an offer for you.”

“As I said before, the Imperial Knights… The rules… ”

“No, this is a private escort.”