Rhysand nodded. He couldn't say he blamed her and she was certainly in a state of shock. He'd probably hang the head of the King of Hybern over the mantle if he didn't feel like it would clash with the decor he had worked so hard to put together.
"I'll take care of it," he said with a tilt of his head as he held out his hand to take the spine. "Go recline in the tub. We can talk more when you get out."
He refrained from offering her company despite his desire to do so.