"When will you be ready to move." 

"I had planned to start relocating them tomorrow, since it make take some time. I assume I ought do so to your staging-area, not here." 

"Yes. Meet at my office when you are ready. What else." 

"If you wish to have Velgarth Mindspeakers for Broadsending, Valdemar will be the best source. It will be much easier to ask Vanyel if I can speak freely on the matter." 

A frown in his voice. "Fine. Vanyel is whitelisted only for the purpose of asking after Mindspeakers who can Broadsend, in the main arm of the plan. I assume you need not say for what end." 

"No." Vanyel will guess anyway. "Also, there is Velgarth magic that Vanyel might use very effectively on the Worldwound, if other factors line up, I am not sure of that yet. If our efforts there do prove more successful than you had projected..." 

"I do have a plan even for implausible success." Malduoni seems a little impatient with the question. "It would be mildly logistically inconvenient to arrange on the fly during the main part of our work, but - feasible, if it somehow arises." 

Leareth smiles a little, to convey that he hadn't doubted it for an instant. "I spoke with the pharaoh. He unsurprisingly prefers not to leave Osirion. I thought you would be willing to come here - if it suits you, I can do a Gate from the winter palace to a location of your choosing." 

"Hmm." 

"He gave me their usual terms, if you wish to hear them - the pharaoh is willing to sign something if you find that reassuring. Said his reassurance here comes from elsewhere." 

"I see. Sensible man. Well, do read it to me - it is a little informative what was offered at all, even if actually doing it the diplomatic way seems likely to add hassle without much returns in safety." 

Leareth does so. 

Malduoni thinks in silence for a minute or so. 

"I will come. Tonight or early tomorrow morning are both convenient enough. Though I do have a request to make, first." And he hesitates; whatever it is, it seems to take noticeable effort to say. "I know that Abadar must know who - was responsible. I would like the pharaoh - or you, but if one of you is going to be debilitated afterward I would honestly prefer it be him - to ask Him, and tell me." A barely noticeable sigh. "His refusal to answer a direct question would also be informative, though I am not sure of what." 

"I understand. I will ask him. Gate to your office when we are ready here?" 

"That will do. I would appreciate five minutes' warning, though." 

"Of course." Leareth has no intention of doing unexpected magic in Malduoni's vicinity. He knows how he would react. 

"Is that all for now." 

"I believe so. I will be in touch." 

Sigh. Now he needs to go bother Khemet his pharaohiness "Ruby Prince Khemet III" again before he can move on to the conversation with Vanyel. He feels bad about contributing to the pharaoh's headaches, knowing what it's like now, but at least the pharaoh won't be sleep-deprived over it. 

The pharaoh can see him again, and tell him to sit comfortably. "You spoke with Malduoni?"

"I did. He is content to have me Gate him here; he said tonight or tomorrow morning would suit him equally well, so whichever is most convenient for you. He does not feel it is necessary to use the standard diplomatic process here though he appreciated your bringing it up. He also has a request." 

"Oh?"

"I understand this is an inconvenient ask, but - he wishes you to speak to Abadar again and do your best to find out who betrayed him. Not what you already told me - he means earlier. Who caused his plan to fail in the first place." 

Nod. 

"In that case it'll be tomorrow morning. For the resurrection."

"That makes sense. And, thank you. Perhaps he does not understand the cost of this request to you, but - I do," as of very recently, "and I appreciate your willingness." 

"I bet he tried to talk to the gods sometimes, way back when. I guess maybe he doesn't remember that." Shrug. "I'll do that. And I'll have someone show you a good room for it, tomorrow morning."