Ah, the Windsors, never a family to shy away from public drama. Remember Megxit, that seismic royal rumble that shook Buckingham Palace’s foundations like a well-placed corgi cannonball? Remember the fallout, the headlines screaming of family feuds and frosty silences? Well, buckle up, buttercups, because the sequel may just outshine the original. It seems our very own Hamlet in fatigues, Prince Harry, has a case of post-Megxit regret, and trust me, it’s juicier than a Windsor family picnic during pheasant season.
The whispers started like smoke signals from Kensington Palace, subtle puffs of “He wishes things had been different,” and “There may have been some misunderstandings.” Then, boom, a revelation worthy of a reality TV confessional: Harry “regretted” how he “blindsided” the royal fam with that Megxit bombshell. Apparently, sunshine and avocado toast in Montecito haven’t entirely erased the sting of leaving grandma heartbroken and William wondering if they still share the same shampoo brand.
Now, let’s not pretend this regret is as fresh as a newborn corgi. The cracks in the royal plasterwork were showing long before Harry and Meghan embarked on their Netflix-and-chill pilgrimage to California. Interviews hinted at unease, public appearances felt colder than a Scottish winter, and the press? They were salivating over every dropped tiara and passive-aggressive Instagram post. Megxit was less of a surprise and more of a grand finale, the fireworks at the end of a particularly dramatic royal season.
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But here’s the rub, Harry: regret is the garnish of indecision, the parsley on the plate of “I should have known better.” It may wash down the bitter taste of your actions, but it doesn’t erase the scorch marks on the family china. You can’t un-Megxit, as much as Netflix might love a season two. The Queen still has her signature furrowed brow, and the corgis, well, they’re probably plotting revenge for all the avocado toast they missed out on.
So, where does that leave our remorseful royal? Does he crawl back to Buckingham Palace, tail between his legs, begging for forgiveness like a Labrador caught chewing on the Crown Jewels? Or does he stick to his guns, Hollywood dreams in hand, and embrace the life of a self-made royal with Meghan by his side, hoping Netflix reboots “The Crown” with him as the star?
One thing’s for sure, this royal saga is far from over. We’ll keep our popcorn bowls overflowing and our tea kettles perpetually hot, waiting for the next chapter in the great Harry (and Meghan) Unplugged drama. After all, when it comes to royals and regrets, you just never know what juicy headlines the next episode might dish up. It could be a heartwarming reconciliation, a tearful reunion over scones, or, who knows, maybe even a reality TV show titled “Keeping Up with the Sussexes.” Now, wouldn’t that be a ratings smash?
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In the meantime, let’s all raise a metaphorical cup of Earl Grey to the Windsors, the masters of public drama, the purveyors of palace intrigue, and the reigning champions of keeping us, the loyal subjects of tabloid headlines, perpetually entertained. Because when it comes to the Royals, one thing’s certain: the show must go on, even if the scriptwriter is fueled by regret and fueled by Netflix royalties.