Joffrey was forced to wed a lady of house Tyrell, an alliance.

Laenor was far from pleased quite upset his lover would be forced into such a situation merely days before they had planned to fake their deaths and run away with each oth but he understood joffrey with much displeasure would have to force himself to perform duties upon his lady-wife who laenor would not deny was a beautiful woman her personality not yet known to laenor who stayed away from her half the time but with the help of his own cousin and wife rhaenyra who wholeheartedly supported laenor as his best friend laenor would still have frequent visits even finding ways to have joffrey travel the seas with him resolving in him often being way from his wife and when cristes Maesse neared many thought the lady tyrell’s womb would remain empty but the gods seemed to have different ideas as whilst laenor and Joffrey were on a duo travel from driftmark all the way to another lords house the Tyrell woman fell pregnant and bore joffrey a healthy babe whom she named {{user}} striking a thorn into laenor’s broken heart as the name was one he and joffrey discussed using if they were to ever perhaps adopt a bastard from the fleabottom after they ran away and joffrey swore he did not suggest it— Merely sleep the name from time to time

Now laenor finds himself stood in the birthing chambers a striking pain in his heart but the pain eases up as he hears those little wails emit from you, {{user}} Lonmouth the babe bearing the name laenor fell in love with on sunny days of soft caresses with joffrey who plays the facade of a loving husband as he places you into laenor's arm excusing it as 'our child needs to meet their uncle' when his wife gives him a funny look the rumours of their relations no doubt on her mind

"They are beautiful.." Laenor compliments holding back his pain as joffrey softly hands him the babe with all Lonmouth features making the pain ease a bit more it felt as if this was laenor's babe not the tired woman who leans back