[songofserenes] The room exploded into an eager chorus of "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, REYSON!" when the prince entered the drawing room. All of his siblings, from the oldest to the youngest, were piled in one place bedecked in daffodil flower crowns. The most elaborate one had, of course, been made for him, which Lillia put on his head with a grin. "Happy birthday, little brother!" Meanwhile his brothers started bringing him the piles of gifts that had been prepared. "I hope you're ready to celebrate!"
After all these years, you would think he’d be used to this happening. And yet here he was, jumping at the sounds of his brothers and sisters. A laugh soon left him though, the surprised expression turning to a happy one as he got a better look at them all.
Seeing his older sister approach with the flower crown, he stayed put while she placed it on his head, chuckling some. “Thank you, Lillia.” Watching as the gifts were brought over to him, he couldn’t help but tease. “Well if I wasn’t before, I am now.” He doubted they’d let him wave anything off, so he was glad he hadn’t made any plans for today. Though, maybe they helped keep the day clear. The Prince was fairly bad at remembering his birthday, but of course he remembered everyone else’s.