This article is about Jamethiel Dream-Weaver, the Mistress. For Jamethiel Priest's-Bane, the protagonist of the novels, see Jame.
Gliding toward her like a sleepwalker was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen, […] The woman's eyes were a cool, almost inhuman silver, but their pupils plunged down, down beneath the dreaming face. In their depths, on the edge of black chaos, a white figure danced on and on desperately, as if afraid to stop.
– Jame's narration, Dark of the Moon, "Chapter 1: Fire and Ice"
Jamethiel Dream-Weaver was the consort and twin sister of Gerridon, the Master of Knorth and the architect of the Fall.
Jamethiel was born on the world before Rathillien, the daughter of Cethron Highlord and his consort Periel. They were blood-kin, bred together by the matriarchs in hopes of producing the Tyr-ridan. And they could have been, if there had been a third to balance them.
Jamethiel and Gerridon were in turn bred together by the matriarchs, but they had no children.
Instead, they produced the Fall: when Gerridon fell, he enlisted Jamethiel to help him, asking her to dance out the souls of the faithful. She obeyed him despite the wrongness of her act (Honor's Paradox), but maintained her honor because of her ignorance of her deeds.
Jamethiel had a sister-kin, a Knorth Shanir girl, and she tore out her eyes during the Fall, because she could not bear to see what Jamethiel had done.
Jamethiel lived mostly an oblivious existence since the Fall, living in the past of the Master's House. When she came forward in time it was only as the twisted woman she had become, reaping souls with a touch as if in a dream. She would retrieve Gerridon's Changers, most of whom's souls, if they were still in possession of them, were so twisted that they resisted even her touch.
She was the mother of Jame and Torisen with Ganth Gray Lord. She came out of the Haunted Lands, and he took her as his consort. She never spoke, and everyone thought her mute. However at night, she would sing her children the ancient songs of Shanir. She gave birth to them and disappeared soon after, when she could no longer touch her children. After she left, most of those at the Keep only half-remembered her, like a dream.
At the end of Dark of the Moon, Jame stopped her from reaping Tirandys' soul; she could not reap Jame's soul without realizing the evil she did, and chose instead to stop the Great Dance and fall into the void it had created, seemingly leading to her death.
↑God Stalk, Book II: Crown of Nights, "Chapter 10: The Feast of Dead Gods" — " 'the first to bear that name since Jamethiel of Knorth turned renegade' "
↑Dark of the Moon, "Principal Characters Past and Present" — "Gerridon's twin sister and consort, also called the Mistress"
↑ 3.03.13.23.3God Stalk, Book II: Crown of Nights, "Chapter 10: The Feast of Dead Gods" — " 'Snare-of-Souls, Dream-Weaver, Storm's Eye…' he had run through the epithets thoughtfully, checking them off on his fingers. 'Priest's-Bane.' "
↑Dark of the Moon, "Chapter 13: Converging Paths" — "The Dream-Weaver, the Soul-Reaver!"
↑ 5.05.1Seeker's Mask, "Part I", V — "Earlier matriarchs had tried to speed that day by mating together potent Shanir. Whether they should have done so, especially within the bounds of blood-kinship, was still hotly debated. One such match had produced those dire twins, Gerridon and Jamethiel Dream-weaver, who in turn had been bred together with no issue except, perhaps, the Fall itself."
↑Blood and Ivory: A Tapestry, "Among the Dead" — " 'But then so were Gerridon and Jamethiel, incomplete, unbalanced by the missing third.' "
↑Blood and Ivory: A Tapestry, "Hearts of Woven Shadow" — " 'Let me not see. Oh, Jamethiel! […] Oh, Dream-weaver! Why did you do it? […] Oh, sister-kin, let me not see! But I have seen. […] My soul and honor I ransomed with my eyes.' […] Only a ragged specter with bloody eyes remained. […] '…sisterkin…' Jamethiel stroked the other's wild hair, murmuring words Ganth could not hear, as hard as he tried. Then, very gently, she kissed those ruined eyes."
↑God Stalk, Book II: Crown of Nights, "Chapter 6: Water Flow, Fire Leap" — "She thought of her mother, that strange, beautiful woman whom her father had brought back one day to the keep out of the Haunted Lands, out of nowhere. The others had thought her mute, for by day she never spoke, but at night her daughter had often awakened to the sound of her voice, reciting the ancient stories or singing songs that had been old when the Kencyrath was but new-founded."
↑To Ride a Rathorn, "Chapter XXII: Casting the Stones", III — " 'the old stories. Mother sang them to us in the dark, before she went away. Once, those of the Old Blood did great things…' "
↑Dark of the Moon, "Chapter 16: Blood Rites" — " 'Why did you leave us?' 'Because I could no longer touch you.' "
↑Blood and Ivory: A Tapestry, "Among the Dead" — "See what? Of whom had he been thinking? […] He had come to this twisting of the way before—every time, in fact, that he thought or spoke of the twins' mother. Others looked puzzled if he mentioned her, as if she were a fading dream, half or wholly forgotten, a thread of sweet song, a movement of heart-breaking grace limned in moonlight, a fleeting glimpse of glamour."