chance.â
âWas there a crowd?â I asked.
âThe whole market was watching. The owner of the fish cart stood there. We knew him. He came into our shop all the time. He looked scared for the boys, but he couldnât say anything to the guard. I didnât know what happened at the timeâJiri told me laterâbut Kristoff had dared Jiri to steal a fish. He did, but the owner caught him and caused a scene. It was their bad luck that there happened to be a guard walking through the market.â
I crawled closer to Marc, settling into the nook of his arm and laying my head on his chest.
âHenrik confronted the guard and demanded the boysâ release. The crowd around the fish cart became unruly. Ruzenaâs mother edged closer to the boys and, as Henrik caused a bigger scene, she grabbed her son. She melted into the mob and darted off with him. The guard drew his sword and went after her, but Henrik tackled him.â
âDid Henrik have a weapon?â
âNeither of us did. It was so stupid. We were kids, though, you know? We didnât think about what we were doing. Weâd come from a blacksmith shop full of weapons, and now we were fighting a grown soldier of the Royal Guard who was armed with a sword. We all couldâve died that day.â
Marc exhaled. âAnyway, Henrik tackled the guard and I grabbed Jiri. His hands were bound, but I snatched him and ran. I looked over my shoulder and saw Henrik getting to his feet. But during the distraction Kristoff had taken off in the opposite direction.â
âWhat was the crowd doing?â
âThey closed in on the fish cart and made it difficult for the guard to move. Henrik reached me and we ran away with Jiri, but when I looked back, the guard was chasing Kristoff.â
I glanced up at Marc.
He absently kissed the top of my head. âI didnât like Kristoff, but I couldnât let the guard catch him. I told Henrik to take Jiri back to the shop. Henrik protested, but I ran off. I sprinted through the crowd and reached the guard as he was closing in on Kristoff. I jumped on the guardâs back.â
âOh my God.â
âAnd then I went crazy. I was twelve, but I punched and kicked with everything I had. I yelled at Kristoff to run and he did. My hands were bloody from punching, but I didnât know how much damage I was inflicting. The guard shoved me off and drew his sword. It happened quickly, but the guard lunged and stabbed. The point of his sword sliced me here.â He absently touched the long scar on his torso.
âMy God, you poor thing.â
âI couldnât believe it at first because I didnât feel anything. When I looked down, blood had soaked through my shirt. The crowd swarmed around the guard, distracting him, and I was able to escape. I went back to our shop. Henrik, Jiri, Kristoff, and Ruzenaâs family was there. Ruzenaâs mother tended my wound and we stayed at her house until my dad came back from his deliveries.â
âThen what happened?â I couldnât imagine a man stabbing a twelve-year-old boy over a stolen fish.
âWord on the street was that the Crown was searching for five unruly boysâme, Henrik, Jiri, Kristoff, and Ruzenaâs brother. The guards ordered that we were to be delivered to the castle by the end of the day.â
âWhat did you do?â
âRuzenaâs family smuggled us to Kladno. We stayed with Igor for a month while things died down. My dad sneaked out of Prague to see us when he could. Our neighbors knew what happened, but they never gave us up. They never revealed our identity to the guards. We stood strong as a community against the Crown.â
I pressed my forehead against his. âThatâs only one of the reasons you hate the Crown. Look at what theyâve done to you.â
âThatâs why weâre fighting back.â
âAnd Kristoff? Why do you hate each other? I