Ljubljanski grad je stal veličastno na hribu.

The Ljubljanski grad stood majestically on the hill.

Zima je oblekla grad v snežni plašč, božične lučke pa so dodale čarobno vzdušje.

Winter dressed the castle in a snowy cloak, and Christmas lights added a magical atmosphere.

Skupina učencev se je gibala po gradu v spremstvu učitelja Gorazda.

A group of students moved through the castle accompanied by their teacher, Gorazd.

Med njimi je bil tudi Luka, tih fant s svetlečimi očmi, obseden z zgodovinskimi zgodbami.

Among them was Luka, a quiet boy with sparkling eyes, obsessed with historical stories.

Luka je slišal zgodbe o skritih prehodih v gradu.

Luka had heard stories about hidden passages in the castle.

Težko je zadrževal navdušenje med obiskom.

He found it hard to contain his excitement during the visit.

Njegova sošolka Maja ga je večkrat zbodela: "Luka, a spet loviš duhove?

His classmate Maja often teased him: "Luka, are you chasing ghosts again?"

" Njegovega navdušenja nad legendami ni razumela.

She did not understand his enthusiasm for legends.

Gorazd je ob obisku jasno rekel: "Nikomur ni dovoljeno odtavati od skupine.

Gorazd clearly said during the visit, "No one is allowed to wander away from the group.

Grad je velik in nevaren.

The castle is large and dangerous."

"Med odmorom je Luka opazil, da se skupina za nekaj minut ustavi ob obzidju.

During a break, Luka noticed that the group stopped for a few minutes by the rampart.

Priložnost je bila popolna.

The opportunity was perfect.

Hitro, a tiho, se je izmuznil v manjšo, temačno sobo.

Quickly but silently, he slipped into a smaller, dark room.

Srce mu je razbijalo v prsih.

His heart was pounding in his chest.

Čutil je vznemirjenje, pogum, malo strahu.

He felt excitement, courage, a little fear.

Kmalu je naletel na ozko, stare stopnice, ki so vodile globlje v grad.

Soon he encountered narrow, old stairs leading deeper into the castle.

Sledil jim je in našel nenavadno sobo polno starodavnih predmetov.

He followed them and found an unusual room full of ancient artifacts.

Okno v sobi je ponujalo osupljiv razgled na zasneženo Ljubljano, ki se je svetila v daljavi.

The window in the room offered a stunning view of snowy Ljubljana, shining in the distance.

A čas ni stal.

But time did not stand still.

Luka je hitro spoznal, da je prišel predaleč in skupina bi lahko odšla brez njega.

Luka quickly realized he had gone too far, and the group might leave without him.

"Kaj bom zdaj?

"What now?"

" se je spraševal, panika ga je preplavila.

he wondered, panic overwhelmed him.

Potem je zaslišal korake.

Then he heard footsteps.

Maja!

Maja!

"Luka, po celem gradu te iščejo!

"Luka, they're searching for you all over the castle!

Hodimo," je rekla.

Let's go," she said.

V njenem glasu ni bilo običajne zlobe.

Her voice lacked its usual spite.

Bila je vedoželjna, celo občudovalna.

She was curious, even admiring.

Skupaj sta hitro pohitela nazaj do skupine.

Together they quickly hurried back to the group.

Gorazd ju je pričakal resno, a ko je slišal za Lukovo odkritje, je le pokimal: "Morda si res našel nekaj posebnega.

Gorazd greeted them seriously, but when he heard about Luka's discovery, he just nodded: "Maybe you really found something special."

" Sošolci, tudi Maja, so ga občudujoče gledali.

His classmates, even Maja, looked at him with admiration.

Luka ni potreboval več dokaza, da je zanimiv.

Luka no longer needed proof that he was intriguing.

Njegovo pustolovsko srce je našlo pot do pozornosti in spoštovanja.

His adventurous heart had found a way to attention and respect.

V snegu pod Ljubljanskim gradom je Luka stopal bolj samozavestno.

In the snow beneath Ljubljanski grad, Luka walked with more confidence.

Več ni potreboval, da bi bil zanimiv.

He needed nothing more to be interesting.

Zadoščalo je, da je bil on sam.

It was enough that he was himself.

Zunaj je sneg šepetal pesmi zime, in lučke so blinkale v ritmu hitrega utripa njegovih sanj.

Outside, the snow whispered the songs of winter, and the lights blinked to the rhythm of the fast beats of his dreams.

Božič je bil pred vrati, poln obljub novih priložnosti.

Christmas was around the corner, full of promises of new opportunities.