Engaged to the Enemy

Engaged to the Enemy

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Natalia Abascal was unwanted by her cruel mother, the queen, and was sent to train with the infamous Wosami, a group of elite warriors. But her life is turned upside down yet again when her caring brother Luis was killed in battle against Fjalldaver, her country's enemy. Natalia is brought back, and forced into a marriage with the son of Fjalldaver to make peace between the countries. Alone and scared, Natalia must make a new life in this cold and place, while having to deal with her arrogant and cocky fiancée. But when secrets are spilled and feelings are found, what happens when you know you have to fight for what you believe in?
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