You might likely have seen some of the medieval streets of Maderuelo without even knowing. The reason is that some scenes from the TV series Land of Wolves were shot here, something not surprising if we think about how photogenic and historical this village in Segovia is.
To begin with, it preserves traces of Templars, highlighting a small chapel where, according to the legend, the order guarded one of the pieces of the cross of Christ which some knight brought from the Holy Land. This could be why this twelfth-century sanctuary, which stands discreetly on the banks of the Linares reservoir, bears the name Vera Cruz (the True Cross). In its interior, in addition to the relic, there were some incredible Romanesque paintings which were moved to the Museo del Prado in the middle of the last century to prevent them from literally turning to dust.
These artistic jewels came from Maderuelo’s splendour era, which, frankly, it happened in the blink of an eye. It was repopulated in the tenth century, it was surrounded by a wall, it flourished, it was filled with temples, and then bam...! By the time they noticed, it was already in decline because by the thirteenth century the repopulation had to continue further south.
Luckily, things like the Romanic churches of San Miguel and Santa Maria were left on this hill, and legends like those inspired in the dead maiden, whose mummy is still kept in the second of the temples. There are also remains of the past glory of Maderuelo, like its square, its manor houses and its beautiful historical ensemble. Perhaps there was also a medieval bridge a stone’s throw away, but that one was swallowed by the waters of the Linares reservoir.
You might think that Maderuelo has enough extraordinary stories between fragments of the cross and mummified young ones, but there happens to be another good one. It is from the fifteenth century, and it tells that a meteorological prodigy occurred in the village which everyone interpreted as an omen of what they wanted. The fact is that a shower of large stones fell upon the town, but they were so light that they did not hurt when they hit the heads of the astonished villagers. As the king did not know whether to believe it or not, he sent an expert to confirm the phenomenon, and behold, the royal messenger returned, attesting to the integrity of the event, and bringing with him one of those stones, enormous and as light as a feather.