He knows that he's not half the man his brothers are, that they far outstrip him in both years and experience. They were born to lead, he was born to follow. But Loras, he never hears anybody but himself, and Renly can't help but love him for it.
"I'm not like Stannis or Robert, I've never fought a battle or spilled another man's blood."
"No, you're not like them…and you're all the better for it."
"But the people, the people favor tacticians and men who have tasted battle, men who have proven that they can protect them from harm. They've been to war! Stannis and Robert both…I haven't done anything…They'll laugh at me if I try to stake a claim."
"A lot of good the war did them. War heroes, and they laughed at your brothers still. It's time for a new sort of king, a king who is kind, and justice, and well loved by his people. You're that King, I know it in my bones. I know it with every beat of my heart and every pump of blood through my veins. You are my true king, and theirs, and they will not laugh at you."
"Even if the people would accept me…I haven't the funds, or an army, or-"
"Hush….you're right, you don't have any of those things…but you will, and with them you will ascend to the throne, and you will be the greatest King that this realm has ever seen."