Silas had a hunch just what sort of clothing was in that box. "You prepared this for me, Emy. I'm sure I'll like whatever you've gotten me." Then, he carefully opened the box. He was immediately greeted with the sight of a deep blue pajama set. It was exactly the same shade as his vines. "Go on. Pick it up," Emma urged eagerly. She knew that it was made for Silas the second she laid her eyes on it at the Lightcore Mall. Silas held back a chuckle as he obediently took out the sleepwear from the box. The amount of fabric on this set was pitifully little. It was made of a few deep blue satin ribbons of varying widths and several small pieces of silk covering only his… unmentionables. It was made out of the finest frost silk. Its quality was proven by how it seemed to shimmer like rippling water under the lights. The texture was cool to the touch and felt like liquid against his fingers. He had no doubt that this fabric would cling to him like a second skin. The main piece was a deep V halter top, while the bottom was a tiny pair of briefs. The connecting points were adorned with thin, glittering chains that would clink against his skin if he even moved a muscle. Anyone who wore this might as well be announcing to the world that they were down to clown. At this point, he couldn't in good conscience say that this was sleepwear. In Silas' eyes, it was unmistakably a set of sexy lingerie. Silas turned to look at Emma as he whispered lowly, "Emy, do you want to see me wear it?" Emma nodded eagerly. "I picked this out just for you. Wouldn't it be a waste of effort if you refuse to give it a spin?" The longer she looked at it, the more perfect it seemed for him. "I'll wear it." Silas sounded resigned, but one could hear the slight lilt of mischief in his tone if one listened closely enough. He looked at Emma with eyes full of indulgence and affection. He didn't change in the bathroom, nor did he avoid Emma's burning gaze. Instead, he lifted a hand and began slowly undoing the buttons of his current sleepwear. Soon, all the buttons were undone. The fabric slid down his broad shoulders, hanging loosely off his arms. Silas didn't rush to slip the lingerie on. Instead, he took his time as he reached for the bottoms. He leaned forward slightly; one hand braced beside Emma on the bed while the other lazily undid the tie of his sleep pants. His pants soon slid down his legs, pooling around his ankles. Then, he picked up the deep blue briefs and slipped them on. The thin straps highlighted his lean waist and the curve of his hips. The dark silk clung to him like a second skin, causing Emma's breath to catch. How could he be so tempting? He was just changing out of his clothes for crying out loud! Emma had assumed that she'd seen far too many battles to waver so easily. However, she was quickly proven wrong as her cheeks heated at the show Silas was putting on for her. Her throat felt parched. Silas noticed her interest and languidly stretched out as he reached for the top. Then, he meticulously looped the satin ribbons around his neck, letting the silk slide down his chest. As he adjusted the garment, the dark chains brushed against his skin, producing a series of enticing jingles. When dawn broke, Emma blearily opened her eyes to hear hushed whispers from beyond the door. It sounded like Corvin. "Silas, you!" Corvin spluttered as he stared at Silas' state of dress.Nevertheless, he kept his voice low out of fear of waking Emma. "Emma is still pregnant right now! Yet, you're… I can't believe you would seduce her right now! How could you do that?" Wait what? What was this about? Emma's groggy brain immediately cleared when she heard the word "seduce." Her eyes snapped toward the door. It was slightly ajar, allowing her a glimpse of just what Silas was wearing. "I—" Emma almost choked on her own saliva. He was wearing the pajamas she'd given him outside. How could he do that? She shot upright. The blanket slipped off her with a soft poof, revealing the black silk nightdress she was wearing. It was a matching set to Silas' outfit. Regardless, her worries that Corvin would suddenly barge in and see her dressed in that made her dive right back under the covers.She was just about to close her eyes and feign sleep when she heard Edric's low voice. "Silas, it's fine if this were any other time. However, Emma's pregnant right now. This really isn't appropriate." She could only see Silas through the crack and assumed that he was alone with Corvin. So, she didn't expect Edric to be there as well. She thought to herself, I can't believe he's dressed like that in front of both Edric and Corvin. Silas really has balls of steel. Silas looked down at what he was wearing. His handsome face was utterly impassive despite their accusations. Finally, he spoke. "What's wrong with what I'm wearing?"