Power is paradoxical in the sense that the person with power is never in control, rather the ruler is in turn ruled by power or the thirst for it consequently.
Amardin was such a man. He was born in dirt but dreamed of walking on marble. He was capable, but then again one need not necessarily have the skills to administer a kingdom in order to be king. One need not even have a thirst for power, but he did and a lot more. He was cunning as a fox and brave enough within the bounds of sensibility. Suffice is to say that he was born for something better than his status warranted.