The Queen’s Quiet Fury

The Queen's Quiet Fury

Title: The Queen’s Quiet Fury

In regal halls, a storm did brew,
A whisper passed, the story grew,
Prince Harry seen, with eyes anew,
Revealed turmoil, secrets few.

A Queen, once calm, with anger dressed,
Her features stern, her heart distressed,
A betrayal felt, within her chest,
Lilibet called, a test to digest.

Whispers echoed through the halls,
Conflicting tales upon their walls,
Did blessings grant, or truth befall,
Uncertainty draped as darkness falls.

A childhood nickname, held so dear,
Lilibet’s name, whispered to fear,
Did Harry and Meghan truly steer,
Into stormy waters, drawing near?

Palace intrigue, a tangled mess,
A tale of love and bitterness,
For royal kin, a deep distress,
Bound by duty, under duress.

Royal rifts, the love withstands,
Their little Lilibet’s name expands,
A family’s truth, forever stands,
In this tale writ by unseen hands.

Keywords: Prince Harry, Queen, anger, Lilibet, nickname, betrayal

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