Příběh: Frymburk (Nový Hrádek)
It was a Monday morning when Martin rode into the courtyard of Frymburk Castle, his armor clanking against the stone walls as he dismounted his horse. The air was thick with the smell of damp earth and moss, and the sound of birds chirping in the surrounding forest provided a sta…
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