They leave mumbling in their tongue

You walk over to the old man, handing him the food. He smile and thank you in his native language. He wore a dirty shirt with not much better pants.

You wonder why he didn't receive new clothes from the queen and you ask in their language, "Sir why don't you have better clothes."

He seem to be surprise by your knowledge of his tongue, after being shock he answer, "You just witness why, queens-men. The young prey on the old and we can't do anything about it. We are old men, children, and women that is incapable of standing up for ourselves. They just beat us and take what they want."

You look at everyone in the room, they all look to be in unfit conditions.