EARTBREAKING — A DOUBLE ROYAL CRISIS UNFOLDS

The heavy doors of Buckingham Palace burst open just after midnight, and Lady Sophie, Duchess of Edinburgh, staggered inside. Her face was ashen, her breath ragged, her voice shaking as she tried to speak. Courtiers rushed to her side, but she pushed them away, demanding only to see the King.

“Where is His Majesty?” she gasped.

Moments later, King Charles appeared at the top of the staircase, already unnerved by whispers of unrest in the palace corridors. He steadied himself on the banister, his knuckles white. “Sophie, what is it?” he demanded.

The Duchess collapsed to her knees, her words exploding into the silence: “It’s Meghan… she’s gone. Vanished. Without a trace.”

The palace froze. Guards exchanged stunned looks; aides clasped their hands to their mouths. The news hit like a thunderclap. Meghan Markle, wife of Prince Harry, had disappeared under mysterious circumstances — and no one could explain how.

Charles clutched the armrest of a gilded chair, his face draining of color. “Vanished?” he repeated, his voice trembling. “What do you mean, vanished?”

Before Sophie could elaborate, her body convulsed with sobs. She buried her face in her hands, then suddenly let out a scream that tore through the palace: “My God… Harry has—”

But her voice broke. She could not finish the sentence.

The room fell into breathless silence.

William rose from his seat, his face pale with terror. Catherine clutched his hand, whispering, “What has happened to Harry?” Her voice trembled as if already bracing for the worst.

Anne pressed Sophie firmly by the shoulders. “Say it. Say it now.”

But Sophie only wept harder, her words garbled: “I saw… I heard… I can’t—”

The palace bells began to toll midnight, each chime striking dread deeper into the gathering. The storm outside lashed against the windows, lightning illuminating their frightened faces.

Inside Buckingham, rumors exploded like wildfire. Had Harry been taken? Was Meghan’s disappearance linked to him? Why was Sophie, the steadfast guardian of royal duty, so shattered?

Within minutes, the palace corridors filled with frantic movement. Guards were dispatched, phones rang incessantly, and aides scrambled to draft a holding statement. Yet no official word was given. For now, the palace lived in suffocating silence.

Outside, however, the public was not silent. News of Meghan’s vanishing spread online in minutes. #WhereIsMeghan and #HarryInPeril trended globally. Some claimed it was an abduction, others whispered of betrayal, and still others feared a tragic accident.

Inside the chapel, Charles knelt in prayer, his whisper barely audible: “Not both of them. Please, God, not both of them.”

Sophie, still trembling, finally looked up at the royal family. Her voice cracked as she repeated the words no one wanted to hear: “Harry has…” but before she could finish, the lights flickered, and the palace plunged into darkness.

The truth — whatever it was — would only be revealed at dawn.

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