If Meghan Markle had never entered the picture, Prince William and Prince Harry would still be the inseparable duo we all grew to love. The dynamic duo, the royal brothers who had each other’s backs through thick and thin. But here we are in 2025, looking at two brothers who might as well be strangers—and it absolutely breaks my heart.
I was reflecting on this yesterday as I saw those new photos of Prince William at a charity event with Catherine by his side, looking every inch our future king and queen. Meanwhile, where was Harry? Trailing behind his wife at some pseudo-celebrity function in California, looking more like a lost puppy than the proud prince he once was. The contrast couldn’t be more stark, my friends.
What’s prompted this deep dive today is some truly revealing comments from someone who actually knew the brothers when they were still, well, brothers. Grant Harrold, former royal butler to King Charles, recently spoke out in that fascinating 60 Minutes Australia documentary about Prince William. His words were simple but utterly devastating: “They were a team.”
Just four little words that speak volumes about what’s been lost. They were a team. Past tense. Gone. Finished. Over. And for what? So Meghan could have her American fame fantasy?
Grant shared how William and Harry were practical jokers, always winding each other up, creating this brotherly comedy that everyone around them got pulled into. It wasn’t just for show, my friends. That bond was real. That chemistry was authentic. These were two brothers forged in the same fire of tragedy when they lost their mother, Princess Diana. They only had each other in ways we could never fully understand.
“It was like that all the time,” Grant said. “That’s why it’s so sad how that’s completely changed. It’s extraordinary how much it could change.”
Extraordinary indeed. But is it really that extraordinary when you consider the calculated campaign that’s been waged by the Duchess of Difficult since day one? I’ve been saying this for years on this channel, and time has only proven me right. Meghan arrived with an agenda, and separating Harry from his support system—primarily William—was step one in her master plan.
Think about the timeline, my Royal Watchers. When Harry and Meghan first announced their engagement, things seemed civil enough. Catherine was welcoming, William was supportive. The “Fab Four” was born—or so the palace PR machine wanted us to believe. But behind those palace walls, the cracks were already forming.
Remember those early reports of Catherine being reduced to tears over Princess Charlotte’s bridesmaid dress fitting? Meghan later tried to flip the script during that Oprah interview, claiming it was actually Catherine who made her cry. Classic narcissist behavior—rewriting history to make yourself the victim. But what was really happening was the slow and deliberate wedge being driven between the brothers.
Sources close to the palace have consistently indicated that William expressed concerns about the speed of Harry’s relationship with Meghan. As the more sensible brother and future king, William likely saw warning signs that love-struck Harry was blind to. Was that the action of a controlling brother, as Harry would later paint it in Spare? Absolutely not. It was the concern of someone who knew Harry better than anyone else on earth.
Now, let’s talk about what I call the Great Escape of 2020. Harry and Meghan announced they were stepping back from royal duties, not even having the decency to properly inform the late Queen Elizabeth or King Charles (then Prince of Wales) beforehand. This wasn’t a decision made lightly or quickly. This was the culmination of Meghan’s “Hollywood to Windsor and back to Hollywood” plan. She’d gotten the royal wedding, the royal title, the global platform—and once she realized the royal family is about duty rather than celebrity, she wanted out. And she made sure Harry came with her.
But the real dagger to the heart of the brotherly bond wasn’t even the departure—it was what came after. The Oprah interview in March 2021 was nothing short of a declaration of war against the royal family. Vague accusations of racism, claims that Catherine made Meghan cry, suggestions that Harry’s security was removed, putting their family at risk. Each claim was more outrageous than the last, with little concrete evidence but maximum damage to the institution.
And William—our stoic future king—responded with that rare public statement: “We are very much not a racist family.” Five years earlier, would anyone have imagined William would need to defend his family against accusations from his own brother? It’s simply unthinkable.
Then came the Netflix series in 2022—six hours of carefully curated footage, selective storytelling, and more allegations against the family who had welcomed Meghan with open arms. By this point, palace sources suggested William wasn’t just angry—he was devastated. The brother he had protected, supported, and loved was now a willing participant in undermining everything they were raised to uphold.
But the final blow—the unforgivable act that even the most optimistic royal watchers couldn’t spin positively—was Spare. Harry’s memoir wasn’t just a tell-all; it was a burn-all. The accusations against William were particularly cutting: claims of a physical altercation, criticism of Catherine, and portraying William as the privileged heir while Harry was the neglected “spare.”
The title alone tells you everything about how Meghan has encouraged Harry to reframe his entire life’s story. No longer the beloved prince who charmed a nation, the dedicated military man, the founder of Invictus Games. Now, he was just the “spare”—the victim, the afterthought, the one who never mattered quite as much.
Can you imagine how William felt reading his brother’s words? This brother, who had once been his closest confidant, sharing the unique burden of royal life, was now airing their private disagreements for profit. It’s the ultimate betrayal.
And here’s what makes my blood boil: Harry has the audacity to say he wants his brother back. In that ITV interview before Spare was released, he said, “I love him deeply. There has been a lot of pain between the two of us, especially the last six years. And then, I would like to get my father back. I would like to have my brother back.”
The sheer hypocrisy. You can’t publicly humiliate your family, reveal private conversations, make damaging allegations, profit from family discord, and then claim you want reconciliation. That’s not how relationships work, Harry. William knows this. Catherine knows this. The entire working royal family knows this.
Let’s be crystal clear: this estrangement isn’t William’s choice. From everything we’ve seen of our future king, he’s a family man to his core. Look at how he’s raised his children—George, Charlotte, and Louis—with such normalcy despite their extraordinary destiny. Look at how he supported Catherine through her health challenges with such devotion. This is a man who values family bonds above all else.
So, when William cuts ties with Harry, you better believe it wasn’t done lightly. It was done because he saw no alternative—because the Harry he knew and loved has been replaced by someone who prioritizes his wife’s ambitions over family loyalty.
And speaking of Meghan’s ambitions, what have they amounted to? Netflix deals that have produced little of substance. Spotify partnerships that collapsed. The Archewell Foundation, with its mysterious finances and vague objectives. A lifestyle brand that seems to change direction with the wind. Half-baked projects announced with fanfare and then quietly shelved.
Meanwhile, William and Catherine continue their steady, purposeful work. The Earthshot Prize, making real environmental impact. Catherine’s transformative early childhood initiatives. Their mental health advocacy. All done without the need for constant publicity or personal glory. That’s the difference between duty and celebrity. One is about service; the other is about self.
I hear from my sources that Meghan is absolutely seething that her grand American relaunch hasn’t catapulted her to the A-list status she craved. Hollywood has essentially yawned at her attempts to reinvent herself as some kind of humanitarian mogul. The Invictus Games remain Harry’s one authentic achievement, but even that has been increasingly commercialized under Meghan’s influence.
Can you imagine the conversations in that Montecito mansion when yet another project falls through? When another high-profile event doesn’t extend an invitation? When they realize that, without the royal connection—which they’ve done everything to sever—they’re just another wealthy couple with vague charitable intentions?
And poor Harry—and yes, despite everything, I do sometimes feel sorry for him—must surely have moments of clarity when he realizes what he’s lost. Not just the brother who knew him better than anyone, but his homeland, his cultural identity, his purpose. In those quiet moments, does he wonder if it was worth it? Does he ever wish he could turn back time to when he and William were a team?
Grant Harrold’s comments have really touched a nerve because they remind us of what could have been. William and Harry should be standing shoulder to shoulder today. They should be raising their children as cousins who see each other regularly. They should be supporting King Charles in his reign. They should be a united front, representing the modern monarchy.
Instead, we have William carrying the weight alone, with Catherine and his children by his side, while Harry sits in California, increasingly irrelevant to the institution that gave him meaning, separated from the brother who was once his world.
And for what? For Meghan’s desperate grab at fame? For her determination to be the center of attention? For her refusal to understand that royal life is about the crown, not the individual? For her inability to distinguish between privacy and publicity when it suits her narrative?
My loyal viewers, I know we’re all feeling the same anger and disappointment. We watched those boys walk behind their mother’s coffin. We cheered when Harry found his calling in the military and with Invictus. We celebrated when it seemed he’d found love. And now, we mourn the brother who’s been lost—not through death, but through manipulation and misguided loyalty.
Will there ever be reconciliation? I hate to be pessimistic, but as long as Meghan has Harry’s ear, I simply don’t see it happening. William has made his position clear through his actions. He’s protecting the monarchy, his family, and himself from further harm. That’s not coldness—that’s wisdom.
My heart truly breaks for King Charles, who surely never imagined his sons would be estranged during his reign. I hear he still holds out hope for healing, but even his patience must have limits after the very public attacks on his parenting and character.
So here we are in 2025, looking at two princes who could not be on more different paths. William, focused and dutiful, preparing for his destiny with quiet determination. Harry, adrift, controlled—a royal in name only, trading on past glory for present gain.
And at the center of it all is Meghan Markle, who got exactly what she wanted: Harry isolated from his support system, dependent on her for direction, his royal identity reduced to a selling point for their next commercial venture.
Grant Harrold’s simple statement—“They were a team”—will haunt all true royal watchers because we know it didn’t have to be this way. Because we know who orchestrated this tragic family breakdown. Because we know that, without Meghan’s influence, those brothers might still be standing together, laughing together, supporting each other through life’s challenges.
