Hermetic ♕ harry styles au

Hermetic ♕ harry styles au

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her·met·ic/adjective: insulated or protected from outside influences ♕ ♕ ♕ ♕ ♕ Eden and her family lived their lives by trying to help others. Now that the "man of the house" was no longer home, they occupied themselves completely by helping the less fortunate. However, when the Prime Minister of their warring country requires one woman to become the mate of the Boltheed (a mysterious man who was the key to winning a timeless war), Eden must chose which is more important--saving the people she cares about most or appeasing her country.
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