Prince Andrew’s maneuvering to avoid a deposition in Virginia Giuffre’s lawsuit was a masterclass in royal cowardice dressed up as legal strategy. Here was a man accused of sexual abuse, hiding behind the velvet ropes of privilege, while his legal team played a shell game with jurisdiction, paperwork, and technicalities. Instead of facing questions under oath — the bare minimum any honest man would do to clear his name — Andrew’s camp leaned into delay tactics, hoping that exhaustion and settlement would erase the scandal. It wasn’t courage, it wasn’t truth-seeking; it was damage control at its most cynical, designed to keep him from ever having to look a lawyer in the eye and answer for his actions.

And of course, it worked. Andrew wrote a check and bought silence, shielding himself from the humiliating spectacle of cross-examination that would have stripped away the thin veneer of his denials. This wasn’t justice; it was aristocratic crisis management, where money spoke louder than accountability. For a man who once claimed he had nothing to hide, his frantic effort to dodge sworn testimony was deafening proof of the opposite. A deposition would have pinned him down, locked him into a version of events he could never wiggle out of — and Andrew, ever the entitled prince, wasn’t about to risk that. So he paid, he preened, and he slithered back into the shadows, another powerful man escaping real scrutiny.


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