Nazan did not answer. Lorna idly rolled a marble that had always sat on his desk. "I think I should find a lover."

Nazan, who had bugun shuffling through some papers, suddenly looked up, startled. "What?"

"I've been thinking about finding a lover," she said, unfazed by his response. "In fact, that is why I am here."

He looked at her incredulously. "You want me to be your lover?"

Her eyes widened in surprise. "What? No!" she exclaimed, embarrassment suddenly coloring her cheeks. "No, of course not."

He visibly relaxed. "Good, because I would have said no."

She rolled her eyes. "I know that. Goodness, you don't have to be so blunt."

"Then what is this nonsense about finding a lover and what does it have to do with me?"

She set down the marble that she had been rolling between her fingers and watched as a small circle of steam fogged the desk's top where the marble touched the cold surface. She raised her head, her eyes clear and focused. "I want you to teach me how to seduce a man."

Handsome male lead. Plain female lead. Childhood friends.

Please note that the main genre of this story is romance first then fantasy and adventure. The world is entirely its own but I've taken inspiration of 1700-1800 England to describe the customs and behaviors of high society (aka the rich and powerful). Enjoy!