//it's a stretch. He does have one but it's very difficult to govern since so many enemies are trying to destroy him.//
When she met him, millennia ago, Pride was not a king just yet. He was a piece of Hade's divine chessboard. He was a tool, for lack of better words but already then, he wanted to set himself free. He didn't want to be used, made and unmade by the god on a whim. She was aware of his project and she wanted him to succeed. Pride was already her king, even without a crown.
Millennia later the situation was still the same. Pride took the crown from Hades and crowned himself king of the Underworld. Technically, he became a king but he still didn't have the realm. Resistance proved to be harder to squash than he initially thought. His own siblings decided to plot against him and overthrow the newly self-crowned king. It had to be anticipated and he had, but he didn't know that he would escape from death more than he should have. There again, they were sins, not mere mortals or other gods. They could hurt him and they would try anything to achieve that goal and make it permanent.
He was a king without a realm, even though he already had won the goddess heart. He won /her/ realm and had done so millennia ago when they first met. His darkness called out for hers. Her light revealed a softer side of his. -softer, yet still merciless-. And she had always known from the beginning that if she were to choose a king, it would be the one without a realm.
He was a king
He was /her/ king
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