Arazni hasn’t alerted Iomedae that something is seriously wrong with Alfirin but she is immensely relieved. 

Iomedae’s just curious. Until she sees Alfirin, then she’s worried.

Alfirin straightens her back, assumes a more than usually carefully neutral expression, and begins her report.

"My apprentice Lilia revealed to me yesterday that she is my descendant - my daughter, particularly - from eight hundred years in the future. She also told me a number of other important things, but her being from the future somehow is her explanation for how she knows them. She has told me, under truthtelling in Aktun, that she has made no attempts to deceive or mislead me since identifying me. To the limit of my and her ability to verify, her memories have not been magically altered, and she knows versions of some spells consistent with centuries of refinement.

The most pressing intelligence that she provided is that, in history as she learned it, you are successfully assassinated by Tar-Baphon sometime after the completion of Fort Lorrin. The most important is that when the Age of Glory was expected, instead Aroden died and the greater part of the empire fell to the service of Asmodeus.

So I think we want that miracle from Shelyn, if we can get it."

...questioning look at Arazni -

"I would expect that a Miracle of Shelyn could determine confidently whether a person's memories were altered or fabricated," she starts to say; Iomedae nods by halfway through the sentence so she doesn't finish it. 

"Assassinated how?"

"You are forced into Abbadon somehow. She did not know more. Some decades later your body is stolen and you are reanimated as a lich by Geb, which may be related."

Arazni is, for a few seconds, too distracted for facial expressions.

It's uncanny, like she Plane Shifted out and left an unmoving clone here, except when she does that - and she may well have done that - she makes the illusion move, because it's not exactly that much harder.

Then she's over it. "I agree that we want the Miracle of Shelyn."

"Shelyn has a ninth circle?"

"Not on this planet. I can make a candle, or go find one, I'll check which is wiser."

“And she  - came to you to warn us, knows we’re verifying her story, and will cooperate with Shelyn's priest and with our undoing any memory modification?”

"She came to me to give me information she thought I'd want to have. She expected me to check that she was being honest and that her memories had not been falsely planted. I have not mentioned to her the Shelynite miracle in particular as a means of achieving that and I - I cannot think of a way of asking her about it which would elicit her genuine preferences."

There is something about how she says that which is very, very odd. 

And it can't be a problem that'd be solved by mindreading or Alfirin would probably just solve it with mindreading. Or maybe not, with her daughter, but at least she wouldn't assert that she couldn't think of a way -

The empire, in the service of Asmodeus. 

That would - probably do it - right?

"There aren't - free people - in the world that she remembers?"

"There are. She was not one of them."

"I think that Shelyn will be able to check whether - the thing that Shelyn cares about, with respect to respecting the will of a person whose mind was altered - is true."

Iomedae is worried that the thing Shelyn cares about might not be the same thing as the thing that Alfirin cares about and it's Alfirin's daughter. She is not quite willing to say this - it's not her business - but she's willing to not try very hard to conceal worrying about it.

"If any other test has occurred to you in the last day - or just now - which would better answer the operationally relevant question we should of course do that instead." What Alfirin cares about is not operationally relevant and also gone, gone, gone. She is trying not to think about it right now. She keeps her gaze on Arazni and tells herself it's because Arazni's the one she's expecting a technical solution from.

"There are things I can try but there's no reason at all to think I'll be better at it than Shelyn and many to think I'll be worse, doing right by people who have been extensively modified not being a core faculty of mine. I suppose it'll need to be, if I am raised as a lich by Geb. ...I am planning to modify some of my contingencies such that I think my destruction would be really very unlikely to leave a body, but in the event, do go to considerable lengths to recover or destroy it."

Iomedae nods, a bit choppily.

"I'll make arrangements with Shelyn," says Arazni, and departs to do that.

(It doesn't seem like future Alfirin is a lich. Liches can't have daughters. She could've become a lich more recently than that but if she made it eight hundred years without doing it, she didn't do it after that.)

“I’m - glad you live,” says Iomedae quietly. “In the terrible tragic future we are going to absolutely prevent.”

She blinks. "Oh. I - " didn't expect that. Regret who I become. Plan to keep living anyways. Don't know what to do differently, apart from saving Arazni and Aroden.

She's not sure which of those to say and doesn't say any of them instead.