The Damascus manor rose before Lady Vashti, a breathtaking spectacle of opulence.Towering walls, crafted from shimmering white stone, enclosed sprawling gardens overflowing with vibrant flowers. The sheer scale of the estate spoke volumes about the Damascus family's wealth and influence. Even Veronica, usually unfazed by display of grandeur, gasped in awe.

Lady Floral Damascus greeted Lady Vashti at the entrance, a vision of elegance in a flowing sapphire gown. She was, surprisingly almost exactly Lady Vashti's age, her youthful features betraying no hint of the sharp wit and influential status whispered about in court circles.

"My Lady!, welcome, welcome!!". She exclaimed, her voice ringing with genuine warmth. "I trust your journey was.....eventful?" Her eyes twinkled mischievously.

"Eventful is one word for it, Lady Floral." Lady Vashti replied, mirroring her playful tone. "Veronica nearly set the carriage on fire with her enthusiasm for latest court scandal."

Veronica blushed, but only briefly. "It was a particularly juicy one, My Lady!. Did I mention the rumors about Lord Ashworth and.....".

Lady Floral laughed, a melodic sound that filled the grand foyer. "My dear girl, let's save the gossip for later, shall we?, we have tea to drink, cakes to devour and far more intriguing subject to discuss. Come, my lady, allow me to show you the gardens?".

The manor was a symphony of lavish details. Hand painted murals adorn the walls, depicting scene of mythical creatures and heroic battles. Massive chandeliers cast a warm, inviting glow over the elegantly furnished rooms. Lady Vashti discreetly note the placement of gaurds, the thickness of the walls and the intricate craftsmanship of the furniture, it almost as par to the imperial manor.

In the sun-drenched tea room, they settled into plush velvet chairs. Lady Floral poured a fragrant blend of jasmine and Earl Grey for both of them.

Before Lady Vashti laid a delectable assortment of pastries and cakes, each more exquisite than the last.

"So", Lady Floral began, taking a delicate bite of a lemon tart. "Tell me, my lady, what brings you to my humble abode besides the obvious desire for my legendary lemon tarts? I'm certain the court is buzzing with your....spirited response to your step sister's birthday celebrations"

"The court's fascination is flattering, but somewhat tiresome" she responded, sipping her tea. "I wished to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the palace for a moment and your invitation was most welcome."

"Escaping is a luxury few in our position can afford" Lady Floral countered, her voice low, hinting at a shared understanding. "But tell me, how has your...newfound popularity, impacted your plans?, The Emperor's recent.... announcement.....certainly added an intriguing new layer to your situation, hasn't it?."

Lady Vashti smiled faintly. "Intriguing is one word for it". She repeated, leaving the rest unspoken, while silently examining the Damascus manor's defenses and planning her next steps. The sweet pastries tasted surprisingly bitter.