It was dark in the castle attic, and Frederick felt his brothers push past him to get to the secret passageway first.
"Ow!" Frederick yelled out, swatting at them. "Which one of you stepped on my foot?"
He could hear grunting from them, almost an audible shrug.
"You're not leaving for the Navy until next week," Peder said.
"Yes, but I was going to play piano for the Yule party."
"So?" Anton shrugged. "I didn't step on your hand."
"So, it was you!" Frederick exclaimed. "And besides, there are pedals on a piano, too."
"Oh, sorry about that," Anton apologized.