Following the announcement of Harry and Meghan’s move to Canada, everyone has been dying to know what’s next for the royal couple. Isolation amid the tall trees of B.C.? A life of raucous socializing in Toronto? A reality TV show out of Ottawa?
Don’t fall for the gossip. I know exactly what they’re up to - and it may shock you.
I was watching a typical Tuesday afternoon joust at Medieval Times on Dufferin when a strikingly familiar ginger man brought me a plate of chicken. I took one look at him, suspended my leisure time, and kicked into journalist mode.
“Prince Harry?” I said.
“Shhh,” he said, looking around to make sure nobody else heard. He handed me my chicken. “I’m no longer a prince, my lord. I’m but a humble serf.”
It was fascinating to witness the fall of this once-royal man––and yet, holding that tray of chicken, he carried himself with a sense of contentment that I’d never before seen in him. In an ironic way, being the only one out of hundreds not wearing a crown seemed to give him more power than he’d ever felt.
“Potatoes, my lord?” he asked.
“Where’s Meghan?” I asked after nodding and accepting a few wedges.
Harry answered that she was training to become a squire and hoped to fight in next Tuesday’s tourney.
He moved on to serve chicken to the rest of the crowned guests.
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