Chapters (15)
There were always political intrigues going on in the Norman world. When King William the Conqueror had died a dozen years before, his inheritance had been divided between his sons: red-haired William, known as Rufus, had got England; Normandy had gone to Robert; a third son, Henry, received only an income. But as even Adela knew, the situation was always uneasy. Many of the great nobles had estates in both England and Normandy; but while Rufus was a competent ruler, Robert was not and it was often said that Rufus would take over Normandy one day. Yet Robert had his admirers. One great Norman family who held some of the lands along the New Forest coast was said to like him. And what of young Henry? He seemed contented with his lot, but was he? The situation was further complicated by the fact that so far, neither Rufus nor Robert had married and produced an heir. But when she had innocently asked Walter when the King of England would marry, he had only shrugged. 'Who knows?' he had answered. 'He prefers young men.'
Adela sighed to herself. Whatever turn events might take in the future, she supposed Walter would be sure to know which was the winning side.
The party was making swift progress across the heath. Here and there she noticed small groups of sturdy ponies eating grass or gorse. 'They're all over the Forest,' Walter explained. 'They look wild but many of them belong to the peasants in the hamlets.' They were pretty little creatures and, judging by the numbers she could see, there must be thousands of them in the Forest.
Cola and his sons led the way. If the king had reserved the New Forest for his deer, this was not only for his amusement. Of course, the sport was excellent. Not only deer, but wild boar could be hunted. There were a few wolves to be killed, too. When the king went hunting with his friends they normally used bows. But the underlying need for the Forest was much more practical. The king and his court, his men at arms, sometimes even his sailors, had to be fed. They needed meat. Deer breed and grow rapidly. The venison meat they produce is delicious and very lean. It could be salted - there were salt beds by the coast - and sent all over the kingdom. The New Forest was a deer farm.