Uriel winced as he felt Lucifer approaching. His brother was the highest of the archangels, the right hand of their Father Himself. If Uriel had broken the sun, he would be embarrassed enough without having to explain it to Lucifer.
But Lucifer had created the stars, including this one. If these strange dark spots were normal, Lucifer would probably know.
"There are spots on it," Uriel said, gesturing with a wing. "I am not sure why, or how to make them stop."