Beauty and ugliness are intertwined. This is a hidden truth. They need each other. Being a king is difficult, but remaining a king is even more difficult. A king has many extreme contradictory emotions simultaneously. He loves and hates everyone. He trusts a few and suspicious of everyone including his own family. A king also inspires contradictory emotions in others. Everyone admires him, yet everyone is jealous of him and secretly hates him for what he has.
A king has no regret. No one on earth or even in heavens judges him. The king is a rare species. He sees himself different and superior. All inferior species are just means to an end for him. His superiority justifies his exploitation of others even their suffering or their demise. He can use everything or everyone and sacrifice everything for himself, yet he justifies his doings as fulfillment of his duty toward a greater good.
Though without such attitude, a king cannot remain a king for long.
There are both beauty and ugliness in being a king. Your preferences and needs lie before anyone else. You are the most selfish and the most selfless. You have the power to create beauty (much greater of your ugliness). It us your strength that allows you to create beautiful meanings. Only a king can give. Only a king can forgive. Only a king can spread the habit of beauty creating to subordinates.
Democracy leads to plutocracy, and plutocracy to dictatorship (or perhaps an assembly of wolves that eventually one of them evolve to become a ferocious lion). Having kings is inevitable. But only the rarest kings can create more beauty than ugliness.