It please her to think that she made a better king than Robert.

“Robert wanted to be loved. My brother Tyrion has the same disease. Do you want …”

“Kill me, and be cursed. You are no king of mine.”

“I beg you both, take heart.'(Varys)'Whose?' asked Tyrion sourly. He could think…”

“Boys believe nothing can harm them, his doubt whispered. Grown men know better.”