"Oh, they've both changed hands at lower prices in any case. To buy them at their bonafide market prices, as laid down in treaty, would not much help in restoring Hell's budget for deals in Golarion. And any soul suffering such extreme torment as the Queen commanded would, even after this short time, be very little use to anyone, ever, as anything but a decoration. I suppose we could leave those two souls out of our negotiations, then."
"Or, going to the opposite extreme, my wife - Erecura, I presume you've heard of Her - is quite good at predictions even when prophecy is broken."
"You could sell yourself to Me for... let us say, one +6/+6/+4 headband, and 15 Wishes. And in exchange, as part of that deal, it shall be made the case that Asmodia and Peranza have already been saved from Hell, shortly after arriving there, brought into the Gardens of Erecura and given peace and peaceful treatment there as my wife is accustomed to do; not forever, but for a hundred years at least. Enough time for you to ascend in Hell and take their souls into your own keeping. They will not have been shattered at all, they shall be whole souls and healthy."