The twins' father is a hunti fellow who makes an odd match for his elay wife and an odder one for her overwhelmingly sweela family. He comes home from his excursion to bless his twins with flexibility, imagination, and contentment for his son in his left pocket. In his right pocket are two sweela virtues, intelligence and clarity - that's a clue as to her alignment, if not a guarantee - and power.
Not every prime is graced with that particular hunti blessing in their first batch, but it's certainly suggestive.
Kiribel is possibly the most obviously sweela child of all time. She reads, she holds intensely strong opinions and defends them with more firey passion than wooden stubbornness, she seems to entirely inhabit her own mind to the point of forgetting that she's in the middle of trying to walk. Her twin is less obvious, but by the time they're seven people are guessing he's torz, and he doesn't dispute it. Their little brother is elay like their mother.
It's Kiri people pay covert attention to, because when the old prime dies, the new one is called up. The prime makes plans to start teaching her things, maybe bringing her to court, when the girl is ten.
The prime dies when Kiri is eight.
It's the middle of the night when it happens, and Kiri wakes up thinking the brightness filtering through her eyes is sunshine. It is not; she has set her bed on fire.
The accidental arson doesn't take particularly long to get under control. It's the other, less obvious power of the Ardelays that gives Kiri real trouble.
If the previous prime had the gift of mind-reading, she never saw fit to mention it to anyone. Kiri tells everybody, and screams at her parents and her brothers not to get too close to her, and weeps, inconsolable, in her replaced bed. There is a range limit. She can have company. But if someone gets within a few feet of her -
"I can feel it," she explains to Aleko, her twin, who is a safe distance across the room. "It's in your - warmness. Just stay about that far away and it won't happen."
"You can try it," she says dubiously to Jayce, their little brother, when he suggests wearing a lot of coats and mittens to obscure the warmness. That he does this in the hottest part of Quinnahunti demonstrates his dedication to hugging his sister.
But it doesn't help unless his face is covered up too, to the point where he can't breathe, so that doesn't work.
Kiri does without brotherly hugs for a month until Jayce has another idea without such suffocating pitfalls, and then she waits until Jayce is asleep, and climbs in with him, where she'll pick up nothing but fragments of dreams and only until she nods off herself. (Aleko sleeps lightly, and will surely wake up if someone joins him after he's managed to fall asleep; and Kiri talks at night; but if she sleeps first and he wears earplugs they can arrange things that way and only have Aleko sneaking back to his own bed at three in the morning half the time.)
She imagines this will work until she is at least twelve, but has no idea what she will do once it's weird for her to snuggle up to her sleeping brothers.
By this time there has been a fair amount of rumbling from various political interests that the new prime, eight years old or not, should be meeting various people, ranging from the king and queens and princes to the other primes, and Kiri is all for it. As a sort of concession to her age there is no objection that her brothers and parents accompany her to the Ardelay property in Chialto that she has inherited. They can't hug her - not without letting slip any secret that may cross their minds, and not without her nearing nausea from guilt; if Great-Aunt Ardelay did this casual invasion of everyone she met then Kiri is glad she's dead - but they can support her, with enough space between them.
Renny, her mother, has the most experience of anyone in the immediate family with politics, even if she couldn't stand the stuff and ran off with a man of no significant family at her earliest convenience. She's the one who goes shopping for Kiri's pretty new dress in sweela coral-red and other wardrobe items suitable for a newly visible prime. (Kiri dreads trying to navigate a crowd and doesn't care what she wears anyway.) She's the one who goes with Kiri to the palace. She stays five feet back as they walk in.
The king has already been immunized against the various powers of primes, so there's that.
She shows him what she's got, and pulls a notebook from her luggage, and sits with pencil poised.
The prince examines all her available clothes, and produces detailed opinions, some of which he even says out loud. He knows which things are good to wear at official events, and which are just okay, and which will make people look at her funny; he knows which events a particular thing might be better or worse for, and which things are better or worse for Kiri. And he usually, although not always, knows why.
Kiri takes diligent notes. "Renny's information was pretty out of date, I guess," she remarks when he agrees with her about a particularly terrible pair of shoes.
"Okay," giggles Kiri. "Do you think I need to be wearing red and orange constantly? I like them okay but I like other colors too. Renny's worried people are going to forget that I'm actually Ardelay prime if I don't really play it up."
"And I can't re-wear things too often?" sighs Kiri. "So far being prime is more about my outfits than it is about politics. I hope it's just because I'm eight. If it's still like this in five years I'm going to set something on fire. Probably nothing very important but still."
"How much you care about things - the more times you wear the same thing too close together, the worse you're insulting whoever or whatever you're wearing it for. And how much you know about things - if you wear something somewhere that's not right for it, it means you didn't know any better. If you wear things that are perfect all the time, then you look really smart. If you wear something new or different that's so great other people start copying you, you look like you're really something special, but that's mostly for grown-ups anyway, nobody's going to let a kid set fashion trends unless it's something absolutely amazing. If you wear things that aren't nice enough, you look like you can't afford better. If you wear things that are too nice you look like you're trying too hard - Queen Risella does it all the time. My mom's really good at this stuff," he adds as an aside. "She's always dressed right."
(She's still taking notes on all this.)
"No, I mean, anywhere I could buy clothes, it will be crowded enough that people will wander within five feet of me. I guess if I brought enough people you could all shoo them away. You and Renny and Aleko maybe. Are you allowed to go shopping with me if you want?"