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| von Vic am 05.06.13 um 13:53 | ||
| Antwort auf: Re:wohooo Red Wedding *spoiler* von Bozbar! | ||
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>>>Und durch die Ermordung von Talisa deutlich brutaler als im Buch imo. >> >>Huh? Die Ermordung von Talisa findet im Buch doch auch statt und wird sogar explizit und IIRC sehr brutal beschrieben? > >Talisa gibt es im Buch doch gar nicht?! Jeyne Westerling (Robbs Frau um Buch) geht ja nicht mit zur Hochzeit, um die Stimmung nicht noch mehr zu verschlechtern. Jetzt musste ich doch gleich mal nachkindlen. Du hast Recht, aber ich auch (naja, ein bisschen). Die Szene ist extrem aehnlich, nur packt sich Catelyn Jinglebell Frey. Aber die Beschreibung finde ich trotzdem deftiger als "nur" Kehle durchschneiden (gefettet weiter unten): Catelyn grabbed a handful of Jinglebell Frey’s long grey hair and dragged him out of his hiding place. “Lord Walder!” she shouted. “LORD WALDER!” The drum beat slow and sonorous, doom boom doom. “Enough,” said Catelyn. “Enough, I say. You have repaid betrayal with betrayal, let it end.” When she pressed her dagger to Jinglebell’s throat, the memory of Bran’s sickroom came back to her, with the feel of steel at her own throat. The drum went boom doom boom doom boom doom. “Please,” she said. “He is my son. My first son, and my last. Let him go. Let him go and I swear we will forget this... forget all you’ve done here. I swear it by the old gods and new, we . . . we will take no vengeance...” Lord Walder peered at her in mistrust. “Only a fool would believe such blather. D’you take me for a fool, my lady?” “I take you for a father. Keep me for a hostage, Edmure as well if you haven’t killed him. But let Robb go.” She pressed the blade deeper into Jinglebell’s throat. The lackwit rolled his eyes at her in mute appeal. A foul stench assailed her nose, but she paid it no more mind than she did the sullen ceaseless pounding of that drum, boom doom boom doom boom doom. Ser Ryman and Black Walder were circling round her back, but Catelyn did not care. They could do as they wished with her; imprison her, rape her, kill her, it made no matter. She had lived too long, and Ned was waiting. It was Robb she feared for. “On my honor as a Tully,” she told Lord Walder, “on my honor as a Stark, I will trade your boy’s life for Robb’s. A son for a son.” Her hand shook so badly she was ringing Jinglebell’s head. Boom, the drum sounded, boom doom boom doom. The old man’s lips went in and out. The knife trembled in Catelyn’s hand, slippery with sweat. “A son for a son, heh,” he repeated. “But that’s a grandson... and he never was much use.” A man in dark armor and a pale pink cloak spotted with blood stepped up to Robb. “Jaime Lannister sends his regards.” He thrust his longsword through her son’s heart, and twisted. Robb had broken his word, but Catelyn kept hers. She tugged hard on Aegon’s hair and sawed at his neck until the blade grated on bone. Blood ran hot over her fingers. His little bells were ringing, ringing, ringing, and the drum went boom doom boom. Martin, George R.R. (2011-03-22). George R. R. Martin's A Game of Thrones 4-Book Bundle: A Song of Ice and Fire Series: A Game of Thrones, A Clash of Kings, A Storm of Swords, and A Feast for Crows (Song of Ice & Fire) (Kindle Locations 48537-48549). Random House, Inc.. Kindle Edition. |
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