They will with the geas let her talk to him. 

"Herald Savil. Sit comfortably."

"I just heard that you're claiming two of my best friends arranged to murder Leareth in the winter palace and also that they're now dead. Conveniently, since that means they can't speak for themselves. I am extremely disinclined to believe this story, one because - Starwind and Moondance - they wouldn't..." She bites her lip a little. "Two, because it would be so stupid and they aren't stupid. Tell me what actually happened." 

"They asked Leareth to help them with a magical technique problem. They took him into a Work Room for this. They Gated out. At the same second as they Gated out a weapon we believe was taken from Urtho's Tower ripped open a portal to the Abyssal Plane and summoned thousands, maybe millions, of demons, who killed Leareth. They attempted to flee Golarion with an interdimensional Gate. We ordered them killed."

"I do not for a second believe that." 

"Cheliax, whose heir they murdered, wanted every person in the palace interrogated under Truth Spell to determine whether any of them were involved. We will of course extend Valdemar the same courtesy. You can look at the demons, too, if you'd like; they are still in the Work Room."

Savil blinks at him, apparently surprised. She seems caught off guard for a moment. 

"I'll certainly do that," she snaps. "They could have been geased. By someone from your world. None of the mages from our world would have done it, they're all either ours or Leareth's." Her eyes narrow. "Is Leareth - did you...?" 

"When Aroden attempted to summon Leareth's remains from the Work Room so they could be used to resurrect him, he determined that there were none. I can prepare True Resurrection tomorrow; we can't speak to him in the meantime. We attempted to raise Starwind and Moondance but the Star-Eyed, in violation of the agreements about jurisdiction over souls that Abadar understood to be in place, interfered and took their souls herself."

Savil just looks baffled by that, and gives no response. She has the look of someone in deep over her head. 

"If this was the work of someone in Osirion, using them," she says, icily, "then - I am not sure exactly what Valdemar's response will be, but we will certainly have a grievance with you." 

"I am sure that if that turns out to be the case Aroden will be possessed with the same grievance and fewer reservations or practical limitations in pursuing it."

"Valdemar will wish to conduct our own investigation." 

"By all means."

"If and when you do successfully raise them, I would like to–" She hesitates, biting her lip. "To take them into Valdemar's custody, to complete an investigation there. We have Truth Spell, and - a better claim, I think, they're from Velgarth and they're our allies. And whether or not they were even guilty of this - horrific accusation, they're demonstrably not safe here." 

"If and when we successfully raise them, Aroden will want to speak to them. Once he has done so I would expect him to be open to releasing them into your custody."

Savil looks like she wants to object on principle, but she presses her lips together instead, so hard they turn white, and is silent for a long moment. 

"All right. Acceptable, I suppose." She glares at him. "Whatever actually happened, you made a massive goddamned mistake, letting it happen here." 

"We are taking steps to ensure similar incidents don't occur in the future." 

Savil nods. She looks like she wants to do a lot more shouting, but - 

"Just so you know that I'm deeply unimpressed with you and your people right now." Sigh. "But - whatever happened, is done now. I would like to speak with Aroden. Do you happen to know his location right now." 

"No. We met in Axis after Leareth's murder in the hopes that a quick conversation could get farther than a formal negotiation on averting a war with Cheliax; after that he came to the winter palace to conduct his investigation and to interrogate the corpses; after that I think he returned either to Cheliax or to one of his personal demiplanes. I know he intends to return tomorrow morning for Leareth's resurrection."

"Where's Van." 

"In Egorian. The Queen told him the news, and my understanding is that he was very grieved."

"Gods, I can imagine, you just told him that allegedly his best friends murdered his ally - their ally too!" Her eyes narrow. "I find it awfully hard to believe they sabotaged the entire Worldwound project in order to do something like that. Anyway, I'm going to go find him, and then I'll be back to question the people in your winter palace." 

"Safe travels."

Savil waits to be dismissed, and then leaves the dome at a fast March and Gates to Egorian the second she's out of the Dome.

:Van?:

:–Savil? Who - did they tell you...: 

:Yes. I'm so sorry, ke'chara - I think they may not have really done it, but - it's awful, they're dead, it's such a disaster... Where are you?: 

:With Mahdi. You can come over: 

Vanyel doesn't even try to address the fact that, no, he thinks it's very plausible and likely Starwind and Moondance did this and he - should have thought - should have guessed or at least worried, and he didn't, and that means it's his fault that Leareth is dead...it could be worse, they're going to get him back, it's retrievable, but still.