The riddle unveils Meghan Markle, Duchess of Sussex.  Known to the world largely through her marriage to Prince Harry, she appears to savor the royal spotlight and the distinction that accompanies it. Yet, she also seems to covet the stature of Catherine, Princess of Wales, without regard for the obligations or restraint that come with the position. Though she publicly distanced herself from royal life, she continues to trade on her duchess title; the cornerstone of her branding and her sense of rank. Her ventures beyond the palace have struggled to find footing, as staff departures and unrealized projects multiply. The empire she set out to build remains more spectacle than structure, a reminder that ambition without foundation rarely endures.

Below is an expanded version of the riddle in poem form.  Enjoy!

She entered courts where order mattered,
But bristled when the script was scattered.
Not first in line, not star on cue,
Another’s grace outshone her view.

So grievances spoke when rank said “no,”
While facts were said to ebb and go.
The crown replied, both calm and wary,
With words now famed: recollections vary.

She left for deals and Hollywood light,
Yet teams dissolved in rapid flight.
Advisors gone, replacements few,
As doors closed softly out of view.

The famous pause, the platforms stall,
Big promises, returns too small.
From palace halls to streaming screens,
Her truth’s recast in crafted scenes.