The Snow Elf Bride

I'm Cenkharise, a Snow Elf. Since many Nords still harbor a resentment towards my kind, my people have been driven nearly to extinction.
Something happened to who I was supposed to be raised by. I've been raised my entire life by a Nord, yet not understanding the fellow citizens' gazes of disdain.

My adopted father had gone into debt, even though hunting was plentiful. He has sold me to an Imperial Lord who had been looking for exotic women in his harem. However, he is much different than what I initially expected. And there is a dark mystery behind a covered portrait in one of his rooms.

(Author's Note!) Heyo! This is a very sexual story! So, I guess this is a warning for mature content?