This may be my only chance to see humans before these two are made into fertilizer for Moonwind's rosebushes.
Tamora PierceGirl, boy or dancing bear, you're the finest page-the finest squire-to-be-at court." (Jon to Alanna)
Tamora PierceAnd now you're off to Port Caynn. Watch them sailor lads. They'll have your skirts up and a babe in your belly afore you know what you're about." "Everyone keep warning me about sailors," I complained. "Why can't someone tell the sailors to stay clear of me?" Granny snorted. "Oh, you're the fierce one now! Just take care no one else catches you unawares and knocks you on the nob!
Tamora Pierce