"Lord King of the...." The boy shook his head. Many people at the place where he used to live liked to deem themselves the lord of the universe or some kind of god - he learned to ignore them. He looked at Gilgalad curiously, wondering if his claim had any fruit - after all, people obeyed his claim, and he seemed kind. "What makes you different form the rest of them?" The boy asked, tilting his head to the side slightly. "The other kings and queens, gods and goddesses. The ones that never end up doing anything useful."