"He could have been great." Margaery commenting to CERSEI about Joffrey. She knew better, that Joffrey couldn't ever be great. Either way she wanted to be kind to the mother who just lost her son. Did she not see how Joffrey was changing even just a little?
Her Firstborn son. Her and Jamies first boy. He could have been great. The words of his wife hit her harder then the Queen Mother would let on. Joffery had been smart, too smart prehaps but dumb in areas that he shouldn't have been. His manners of a noble of his status were egregious at best and he'd always gone too far too get a scrap of Roberts love. She still recalled that day that Joffery had shown Robert the dead cats he'd hunted. "Just like you father!" He'd nearly been given a black eye as hard as Robert had stuck him. It was horrifying. The lengths her son would go for recognition, for love. Not that Cersei had done much better. The child she wanted to dote on and love. She wished Tommen had been first at times. "He was hard to love. He should have been great. You're correct in that thinking, Lady Margaery. Perhaps your gentle hand could have helped that greatness to show" it wasn't true, a petty kindness she gave to the grieving widow. Nothing would have saved Joffery. Not even himself. "We will make a announcement that you will wed Tommen in the coming moons." As it was custom. "Tommen will be great. Greater then Joffery could have been" She tried to change the subject as tears welled in the Queen Mother's eyes as Joffery sunk further in the forefront of her mind.