DEADLY FALL 😭💔 Prince Harry is devastated with grief. With heavy hearts, we announce the passing.

A shocking loss has hit Prince Harry as the 98-year-old 8th Marquess of Ailesbury, Michael Brudenell-Bruce,

fell from his bedroom window while freeing his stuck cat, Honeybun.

Discovered by his girlfriend of over 30 years, Teresa Marshall de Paoli, he lay in a pool of blood,

having struck his head on a concrete patio.“It was a freak accident,

Teresa shared, recalling her distress. The incident unfolded in Shepherd’s Bush, West London, where emergency services

declared him dead at the scene. Authorities initially treated

the death as suspicious but later confirmed it was accidental.

The tragedy unfolded late Sunday night, leaving Teresa and his daughter, Lady Kathryn Brudenell Bruce, in mourning.

Michael Brudenell-Bruce was a former Eton student, a Royal Horse Guards captain,

and a stockbroker. His family and friends are grieving his sudden and tragic loss.

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