Lafrenia

- Well, it's certainly a predicament... But maybe it's for the best – you should be able to breathe easier here. And we met, after all," the "northerner" tried to comfort the girls, gesturing desperately. "If this is your fate, which led you through thousands of versts through fire, water, and all sorts of hardships..." Mira said romantically. "Then it doesn't matter – whether it's a needle or a stick, or even the devil himself..."
She let out a coy squeak and pretended to blush, covering her cheeks with her hands, like a little girl – partly for fun, but partly because her upbringing encouraged such behavior.