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Olive's POV The naming ceremony was today. The entire palace was bustling with activities, women did the cleaning and decorating while the men took charge of the kitchen, making the meals needed in the celebration. I had been all over the place, ensuring that everything was perfect and in shape. My babies were clothed in matching attires for the ceremony and they were extra joyful today, which was a good thing. "Hey", my mate called out, making me stop what I was doing. We were a bit cordial, I wasn't trying to bite off his head at every instance and he was more pleasant than before. We hadn't encountered any issues yet but for some reason, I felt on edge which made me restless, hence the entire episode of running around. "Are the babies okay?, I asked, my eyes darting behind him.