Now this traitor dangles an Invictus invite to lure a cancer battling King Charles onstage. Not love. Pure leeching off the throne he spat on. Not reconciliation. Exploitation for headlines. Pathetic traitor.
This man walked away from duty, trashed his family for profit, monetised private conversations, accused the institution of cruelty while still trading on its titles, and now wants the visibly ill King to stand on a stage as his emotional prop. Not out of respect. Not out of remorse. But because Harry’s personal brand is collapsing and he needs borrowed gravitas to stay relevant.
This is about money. The inheritance is gone, the deals have underperformed, and the endless pursuit of attention has burned through credibility. With funding pressure mounting, royal presence becomes a commercial lifeline. This is not reconciliation. It is desperation.
This is the same useless parasite who has done absolutely nothing of substance since rage quitting royal life except whine, lie, sue, and merch trauma. The same man who weaponised his father’s private health struggles for sympathy points, then disappeared when actual family presence mattered. Two brief meetings since a cancer diagnosis, yet suddenly he wants Daddy front and centre for cameras in Birmingham.
It is obscene.
Invictus was founded to honour wounded servicemen and women, not to serve as Harry’s latest PR laundering scheme. Dragging a sick King onto a stage is not healing. It is emotional extortion. It is calculated, cynical, and revolting.
Harry does not want reconciliation. He wants optics. He wants headlines. He wants legitimacy he burned to ashes by his own behaviour. And when the invitation is inevitably pending or declined, he will cry victim again, leaking stories about rejection while conveniently ignoring the years of betrayal that made this inevitable.
This man is shameless, useless, utterly despicable, pathetic, insufferable, and morally bankrupt. A grown man who mistakes proximity to power for purpose. A son who treats family like a consumable asset. A figurehead who uses wounded veterans as a backdrop for his personal redemption fantasy.
King Charles owes him nothing. Not a stage. Not a gesture. Not a photo op. Not forgiveness on demand.
Harry wanting King Charles to open the 2027 Invictus Games is not reconciliation. It is exploitation, pure and simple. Using a cancer stricken father to rescue a failing image is not brave or healing. It is morally rotten. Anyone still defending this performance should be embarrassed.
