Wings are just wings, to her. They flare out beautifully as she ignores Cloud's protest about his weight. Despite her appearance, she has the enhanced strength of the Dark Kingdom behind her, and the lightness of the dream.

"If you're worried about that," she smirks quietly, "Just wait until I've carried you there before you decide about complaining."

Though she only keeps hold of Cloud by the hand, he's brought along without knocking or bumping or jolting. Within moments, a castle comes into view, with classical lines and a domed roof. The clean, fluid architecture suits the Grecian aesthetic somehow. The entire structure orbits the planet.

"Mariner Castle," Mercury announces, "Is there." Her wings bring her onward, towards the platform just outside the castle proper.