Amber: Leaves In The Wind
King of Chaos, Son of Corwin
…The second rider was rapidly approaching. He was not pale like the rest. His hair was dark and there was colour in his face. His mount was a properly maned sorrel. He bore a cocked and bolted crossbow…
…He was beardless, slim. Posisbly light-eyed in the squint of his aim. He managed his mount well, with just the pressure of his legs. His hands were big, steady. Capable. A peculiar feeling passed over me as I beheld him.
The Hand Of Oberon