Coram missed nothing. “Keep an eye to yer saddlebags,” he called back to Alanna. “There are some here who would steal their own mother’s teeth!” He seemed to be directing this comment at a tall young man standing near Alanna. The lean young man grinned, white teeth flashing in his tanned face. “Who, me?” he asked innocently. Coram snorted and kicked his horse onward. The man winked one bright hazel eye at Alanna and vanished into the crowd. She watched him until someone shouted for her to watch herself. She wondered if he really was a thief. He seemed very nice.

Slowly she looked up into his eyes. He was about three years older than she was, with coalblack hair and sapphire-colored eyes. His nose was straight and slightly hooked. His face was stern, but a smile touched his mouth, and a glimmer of fun slipped from his eyes. Alanna linked her hands behind her back, giving him stare for stare until the large boy who had silenced Ralon whispered, “This is Prince Jonathan, lad.“

Alanna: The First Adventure, by Tamora Pierce

Wow, that took [rereading] about 2 hours… hm, felt longer but eh.

I looked out for quotes and took some down, but nothing really struck me that hasn’t been posted. So, I decided to quote the first meetings with two lovely important characters.