Lion Head Mesa ashes

She wouldn't be seeing much outside of the palace, Nazli knew that much. This was as exotic as her life was bound to get. Unless the pharaoh saw fit to sell her or trade her somewhere, as that was his prerogative. She belonged to Akashingo - to Ramesses - and as far as Nazli knew, nobody had ever been gifted away to some far-flung place.
Khaba wasn't phased by the snow. He was a large man, and dark; he often patrolled the lands and would be more adjusted to them than little Nazli, and besides that he was older. He was not born here but chose to serve. Nazli suddenly found him very interesting for all the places he might've been, and stole some thoughtful glances.
What do you think of it thus far?
I like it. It is a shock, but a good one. Refreshing and different. It was a fun thing, this snow. Nazli did not understand how it could also be dangerous or deadly. Those of Akashingo were fortunate in that way, their winter would always be mild.