My mom in another world is a bit too controlling!?

"Your Highness, it's been a long time. How have you been?"

"Thank you for your concern, Young Master Winter. I am doing well."

In the courtyard in front of the palace, Vera, as requested by the Queen, changed into a proper and exquisite dress to greet someone.

Holmes Winter – the eldest son of the first noble family under the king, second only to the royal family.

Not only was he of distinguished status, but he also exuded the elegance of a nobleman. His handsome face and exquisite clothing were his shining qualities.

However, despite being faced with such a dazzling person, Vera didn't like him at all, and didn't even want to talk to him, but she couldn't help doing so.

The Empress was observing from a distance, and she was afraid that if she did something wrong, she would not satisfy the other party, and even more afraid that the other party would harm her baby.

So even if you feel disgusted inside, you still have to put on a smiling face on the surface.

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've seen the princess. I think the last time we met was... three years ago, wasn't it?"

"The princess is as beautiful as ever... no, I should say the princess is even more beautiful now!"

"Ah, haha... Thank you for the compliment, Young Master Winter..."

The ensuing conversation consisted mostly of the other person reminiscing about the past, occasionally offering a few words of praise.

Throughout, Vera forced a smile and only responded with perfunctory words like "um" and "yeah."

"What's wrong, Princess? Was what I said boring?"

"Ah? No, no...! It's just that what you said made me recall the past a little, and that's why I was momentarily lost in thought..."

No, Vera wouldn't recall any of her stupid memories of him; all she could think about was her baby.

"Oh, I see. I thought the princess disliked me, haha~"

Winter chuckled softly, believing him, while glancing at Vera's beautiful face.

"Come to think of it, it's been a long time since I've been to the palace. It feels completely unfamiliar to me now."

"May I ask... if Your Highness could show me around a bit?"

"Huh? This..."

Upon hearing this, Wei'er glanced inadvertently into the distance, while the Empress continued to monitor her every move.

"Okay, no problem."

Afterwards, the two strolled through the magnificent palace, during which Vera noticeably quickened her pace...

"Princess, aren't you in a bit of a hurry?"

"Huh? Really? Then let's slow down a bit."

Even so, Vera's steps were still hurried, not like she was taking a walk, but more like she was completing some kind of "mission".

"Princess……"

-

In the empty and quiet room, the little one curled up weakly in a corner of the bed, his pitiful cries still unsoothed.

The sight was horrifying—a large patch of fabric beneath the neckline of the adorable dress personally chosen by the mother was stained a glaringly bright red, and a large swelling covered the little head…

Fortunately, the wound on his neck had begun to heal and the bleeding had stopped.

Crying, her dirty little hands slowly covered her stomach, followed by a gurgling sound.

"Waaah, I'm hungry..."

Two or three hours have passed since I was thrown in and locked up; it should be noon by now.

I only drank milk and ate half a pancake for breakfast, and now I feel my stomach getting empty and I want to eat something.

This is usually the time when moms chase after me to feed me delicious food, but now, let alone moms, there isn't even a single bite of food.

Her strength gradually faded, her body grew weaker, and her already petite frame curled up into a tiny dot.

Finally, his consciousness began to blur, his vision became increasingly unreal, and then he completely lost consciousness...

-

"How is it, Young Master Winter? You should be familiar with the palace now."

After a hurried walk around the palace, Wei'er said calmly, the smile on her face long gone.

At this moment, she was incredibly anxious—so much time had passed, how was her baby? Was she still safe? Her baby must be very hungry; had they given her anything to eat? What had they given her? Was it something the baby liked and could eat? Was her wound hurting a lot? Was she upset or missing her mother? Was she crying?

With her mind filled with images of her baby crying because of her grievances, Wei'er felt she was about to collapse. If she didn't see her baby again, she would really break down!

"Princess, why do you seem... troubled? Is something bothering you?"

"...I did nothing wrong!"

Now that things have come to this, she no longer wants to continue this charade. She has already completed the reception as required, and it's time to end it and return to her baby.

"I'm sorry, Master Winter, I do have some troubles, and they're troubles that I need to get rid of immediately."

"Eh? Well... could you talk to me about something? Perhaps I..."

"No need! No... I mean, there's no need to trouble you. I can handle it myself, but it will take some time."

"So, that concludes our reception for today..."

Once she finished speaking the last sentence, she would be freed and could go find her baby, but at this moment, Vera couldn't finish her sentence because the Empress had already arrived before her...

"Oh, Master Winter, you're here! We were just about to look for you."

"Ah, Queen Bella!"

—A rather elegant bow.

"Haha, no need to be so polite, just treat me the same way you did when we were kids~"

"Yes, Winter understands, Queen Bella."

With the arrival of the Empress, Wei'er's already cold face became even more unpleasant, showing no kindness whatsoever, yet she had to force a smile on her face.

"By the way, you said you were looking for us, who...?"

"Ah, I've had lunch prepared and would like to invite you to dine with me."

"Lunch? Winter would be honored, but... the princess might not be able to."

"Oh? Is there some inconvenience?"

With a chill in her voice, the Empress smiled as she looked at Wei'er.

"That's right, we were just talking about how the princess has some important matters to attend to, so we're going to call it a day."

"Is that so? Then there's no need to worry. The princess's troubles are nothing serious; I, her mother, can resolve them for her."

"Huh? Is that so?"

"Come, please, Young Master Winter, come to the dining table. We've come all this way to the palace; how can we let such a small problem hinder us?"

He glanced at Wei'er one last time; his cold gaze seemed like a threat, extinguishing all her fantasies.

In the end, the three of them, along with the king, sat around the dining table, and Vera completely lost the chance to escape before completing her mission.

The conversation at the dinner table mostly revolved around the two of them when they were children, with occasional compliments about Winter.

Just when everyone had finally made it to the end of lunch and could finally relax, the king suddenly spoke up—

"I've recently acquired many paintings and artworks; Winter, come and take a look too."

This continued for the entire afternoon...

Vera misses her child constantly, but on the surface she has to please everyone and force a smile, while inside she is suffering and tormented...