A few more curious notes on Lady Dustin:
1. Similarity to Ramsay:
He told me that my lord had died an
honorable death, that his body had been laid to rest
beneath the red mountains of Dorne. He brought his
sister’s bones back north, though, and there she rests …
but I promise you, Lord Eddard’s bones will never rest
beside hers. I mean to feed them to my dogs.”
Theon did not understand. “His … his bones … ?”
Her lips twisted. It was an ugly smile, a smile that
reminded him of Ramsay’s. “Catelyn Tully dispatched Lord
Eddard’s bones north before the Red Wedding, but your
iron uncle seized Moat Cailin and closed the way. I have
been watching ever since. Should those bones ever
emerge from the swamps, they will get no farther than
Barrowton.” She threw one last lingering look at the
likeness of Eddard Stark. “We are done here.”
2. Clearly enjoys her status and power despite her plain dress:
“You,” said Theon. “There is you. The Lady of Barrowton,
a Dustin by marriage, a Ryswell by birth.”
That pleased her. She took a sip of wine, her dark eyes
sparkling, and said, “The widow of Barrowton … and yes, if I
so choose, I could be an inconvenience. Of course, Roose
sees that too, so he takes care to keep me sweet.”
3. Seeming unconcern for the threat of Stannis and his army:
“Lord Stannis is lost in the storm,” said Lady Dustin. “He’s
leagues away, dead or dying. Let winter do its worst. A few
more days and the snows will bury him and his army both.”
And us as well, thought Theon, marveling at her folly. Lady
Barbrey was of the north and should have known better.
The old gods might be listening.
Edited by brashcandy, 26 March 2012 - 04:56 PM.