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Why Kate Middleton’s personal assistant of 15 years is leaving the palace

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After over a decade of dedicated service, Natasha Archer, the trusted personal assistant to the Princess of Wales, is moving on from her royal role. The 37-year-old is departing Kensington Palace to start her own private consultancy.

A New Chapter After 15 Years

Archer’s decision to leave comes after 15 years of working closely with both Kate Middleton and Prince William. Kensington Palace confirmed the news and expressed their full support for her next steps.

“After 15 years, Natasha is leaving Kensington Palace where she’s been an invaluable member of the private household,” a palace spokesperson shared with The Post. “We wish Natasha the very best for the exciting opportunities ahead.”

A Trusted Royal Aide and Confidant

Since joining the royal household in 2010, Archer quickly became an essential part of the royal family’s inner workings. Initially assisting both the Prince and Princess of Wales, she eventually became one of Kate’s closest confidantes.

In 2013, she was photographed arriving at the Lindo Wing ahead of the birth of Prince George, carrying a baby seat and clothing for the occasion. Over the years, Archer unofficially took on the role of Kate’s stylist, helping to plan outfits for state functions and international tours.

Her influence extended to the rest of the family as well—in 2019, she played a role in Prince William’s decision to wear a traditional sherwani at a royal reception in Pakistan.

For her dedicated service, Archer was honored with the Royal Victorian Order in 2019. By 2022, she had been promoted to senior private executive assistant, a role that included overseeing Kate’s wardrobe, calendar, and special projects.

Archer is married to royal photographer Chris Jackson. The couple wed in 2017 and have two sons.

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