(Mostly cannon)
“How does the queen like her new toy?” Arco asked. It hadn’t been much time since she last spoke with the demon. If things kept up this way, it would be seen that she fell. Only so much could be hidden from the council. Lower seraphim were hardly trusted outside the vaults, and the higher seraphim were watched constantly. Keeping a happy middle was proving difficult. After years and years of war with the demon’s the council was getting crafty and desperate. They allowed terrible things to happen just to keep Seraphim in line. Arco was not defective, she was doing what was best for the vault.