Here is a little piece of writing I have been working on, It's for this medieval fantasy novel that I have just started writing.
When we needed help we were cast aside, deserted by the nobles. Now those same nobles are on their knees, pleading for refuge in our walls. We had every right to dismiss them, yet we chose to aid them in their time of need. We took them in and gave them shelter and food. And to ask them to do the simplest of chores, was cruel of us? For the days they stayed in our care, we were indulgent; taking care of their every need, treating them like kings. Letting the parasites, leach off of our labor; freeloaders, exploit our kindness.