That question gave Jareth pause. Were there other Kings in the City? He certainly hoped not. It was nice to be unique. One of a kind. Jareth was nothing if not unique.
That and he really liked to be in charge.
He drank his coffee and postulated on it for a few moments. Then answered, “I think I'm the only one.” For now. From what he was coming to understand about this City was that anything and anyone could be brought there or plucked away at any given moment. That was rather alarming -that absolute lack of control.
Rather disturbed suddenly, he considered getting up and walking away from this girl. Pretty as she was, she didn't need to see him absolutely befuddled as more questions and obstacles kept popping up in his thought patterns.