Joy and sorrow intertwined inside Alex, both emotions filling him. But the emotion that overwhelmed him at the moment was happiness.
Blessed happiness flowed through Alex. Happiness at the realization that Hannah wasn't dead. Happiness at the realization that he finally found her.
He could feel tears stream down his face, but that didn't make him let go of her. He hugged her tightly, almost as if afraid that she would disappear if he let go.
He was so lost in his emotions that he didn't even realize when a punch had landed on his guts, sending him flying back.
The Crown Prince caught him before he was sent any further. "Your Majesty," he called out. "Are you okay?" he asked.
His face was a mixture of shock, surprise, and confusion.
Alex wasn't hurt by the punch, just thrown away. There was strength in that punch, but it was only the strength of someone who had only just entered the Saint realms. Hannah wasn't very strong just yet.
