She is finished with you

She walks back to her dresser, and begins to wash her face with warm water from a basin set upon it.

"Thank you, Lord Snow. Clarity is now mine. I must meditate and let the visions guide me. You may leave now."

"I'm sorry... you're serious?" you exclaim, surprised by the sudden and dissatisfying end to your fuck.

She half turns to face you.

"Indeed. The Lord of Light requires what He requires. I took what I needed. Soon, we will have the answers we deserve."

Your prick is still rock hard, and your anger flares up at your ruined release.