She enters the chamber

She hesitated for a moment, a mix of anticipation and trepidation coiling within her, before finally mustering the courage to push it open. The chamber seemed empty save scattered papers strewn haphazardly atop tables piled around low benches.

Clearing her throat, Arya stepped forward, her eyes fixated on the aged figure before her. "Grand Maester, I seek your guidance," she said, her voice steady, though the weight of her quest tinged every word. It sounded rehearsed even now —but somehow fitting nonetheless. The Grand Maester peered up from his desk, his weathered face etched with lines of wisdom and a hint of curiosity in his aged eyes. "Ah, Arya," he greeted her, his voice laced with a tone that echoed the weight of countless years of study. "What brings you to my chamber at this late hour?" Arya took a deep breath, steeling herself as she spoke. "I have seen a prophecy, a vision that speaks of the return of dragons to the Seven Kingdoms, of an age that has long faded from memory. I believe I am part of it, Grand Maester, and I seek your wisdom to help unravel its mysteries."

The Grand Maester's gaze lingered upon Arya, his expression thoughtful, before he beckoned her closer. "Come," he said, his voice gentle yet laden with the gravitas of knowledge. "Tell me of this vision that has ignited your spirit." With a mixture of anticipation and nervousness, Arya began to recount her account… "dragons soared through the skies, their scales gleaming in the sunlight, their fiery breath igniting the realm. I felt the thunderous beat of their wings, a **** that shook the very foundation of Westeros. And there was a power, ancient and forgotten, rising from the ashes, ready to reshape our world. They burned across Targaryens' sky like meteors plummetting toward earth—"

The Grand Maester interrupted - "Dragons... You speak of the legendary creatures that have long been lost to history. Are you certain of what you saw, Arya?"

"I am certain, Grand Maester. It was not a mere dream or fancy. It was a vision, a glimpse of what is to come. The dragons will return, and with them, a power that will alter the course of our realm."

The Grand Maester nodded and slowly rubbed two fingers together thoughtfully. "I am not sure I can help you" he muttered quietly after several moments passed without response.

"Why not?"

"It seems the threads of fate have woven you into a grand tapestry, Arya," he answered finally. "Unfortunately, I am not equipped to deal with these types of matters." "Unless..." He paused again briefly. Arya furrowed her brows quizzically, "You think someone else could? Who might know more than us here today…"

"I have a name in mind, but I need you to do something first" he added. Arya knew what he was after. She lowered her gaze to the floor for a moment before looking back at him. "What do I have to do?" she asked softly. The Grand Maester leaned in and placed a hand on the back of her head, holding it in place. "First, I need you to promise me something."

She looked up at him, confused. "What do you want me to do?" she asked hesitantly. He leaned in closer to her. "Do not think of this as some sexual act, but as a sacred ceremony. You are sacrificing yourself to the gods, so you must be pure."

She swallowed, knowing what was about to happen. "To fulfill the prophecy, you must give me what is mine." She knew it was her only choice. "Very well. I'm ready" she said, turning away from the Grand Maester. She faced the wall, knowing full well that the Grand Maester had his hand on her ass, rubbing it through the fabric of her pants. He pulled them down, leaving her ass exposed.

The Grand Maester began to finger her from behind, moving his fingers in and out. Her pussy was soon dripping wet as she became aroused. She felt him moving closer to her, pressing his dick against her ass. His cock was slowly sliding inside of her pussy, making her moan. The Grand Maester then grabbed her by the hips, pushing her face against the wall. He thrust his dick inside of her pussy and began fucking her hard, pulling her hair as he fucked her. She moaned in pleasure as he fucked her, grabbing his hips.

The Grand Maester was fucking her harder now, slamming his dick in and out of her pussy. She felt him reaching his orgasm as his cock began to twitch inside of her pussy. He came inside of her, his cum flowing out of her pussy and down her leg. He pulled out his dick, leaving her feeling empty.

Arya knew what she had to do next. She turned around and knelt down in front of him, ready to suck his dick. The Grand Maester smiled, watching her as she licked his shaft. She licked his cock slowly, taking it into her mouth. He gasped, moaning quietly as he felt her mouth wrap around his dick. She sucked his cock, taking it deeper into her mouth. She moved her head up and down, feeling his cock re-harden as she sucked him off. He moaned louder, thrusting his hips forward, fucking her mouth. His dick was already slick with her saliva and she could feel his balls slapping against her chin. She continued sucking him off until he finally came inside of her mouth. He was moaning and groaning as he orgasmed, shooting cum down her throat. She swallowed every drop of his cum, licking him clean after he finished.

"Well, now that you have fulfilled your end of the bargain, I will make an appointment with someone who is capable of dealing with matters such as these" said the Grand Maester, handing Arya a slip of paper.

Arya stared down at it, seeing a name written on the piece of paper in the Grand Maester's handwriting. "Serena?" she said questioningly, her brows furrowing. "I would not be surprised if she had the answers you need. Although, I am uncertain if they are the answers you were hoping to hear," he answered cryptically. Arya nodded her head in understanding. "I suppose I should find out for sure. It would be best if I go see her now," she said with a sigh. She rolled up the piece of paper and put it in her pocket before heading for the door. The Grand Maester bid her farewell, as she stepped outside the room and made her way down the hall, cum still dripping down her leg.

She passed a few servants on the way to her room but ignored them. When she reached her chamber, she closed the door behind her and leaned against it, taking a deep breath. She knew that her journey had only just begun, but she could not shake the feeling of foreboding that hung in the air.

She decided that it would be best to get cleaned up before she went to visit the person who had the answers she was looking for. She slipped out of her clothes, leaving them in a heap on the floor, and stepped into the bath. The warm water soothed her nerves as she sat there and relaxed. She washed herself carefully, paying special attention to her pussy, making sure to clean away any remnants of the Grand Maester.