Her feelings were mixed. On one hoof, there was the obvious sensation of hate and disgust, that her child would fall so low as to end up like this. Sure, she would have given her much pride if she emerged as a queen and took over the hive, but the fact she had left her cocoon where it would be so easy to find? Relying on others to go ahead and keep her safe instead of properly hiding herself away like any forward thinking queen would? She'd shamed herself and Vespa.