Certainly not! My Dinoriel far outperforms any mere horse; he is nearly a match for the wind itself!

[Which may have been a slight exaggeration, but it's hard to tell the difference moving at this speed. Like this, it takes no time at all to reach their destination: a cozy cottage, so warm and inviting one can almost feel it from a distance. It seems Nobu won't have to worry about where to sleep tonight.

Gilgamesh pulls Dinoriel up by the entrance and slips off. Figuring Nobu a proud sort, he'll let her dismount on her own; Dinoriel will help if she needs it.]

Welcome to the palace of a King! ...well, that's what I'd like to say, but it's not quite to my tastes.

[Needs more gold.]

Let's hurry on inside. The winds are picking up.