Black Sprout

This is my first time writing a story. By the time I realized there were a lot of problems, it was too late to fix them (sob). I hope I can avoid those problems and keep growing with my next book! Maybe I'll have a chance to rewrite this one someday. (*?︶?*)

Born and raised in the desert, Wuya left it for the first time after her mother died, carrying nothing but an empty pack.

She had hoped to help those in need, using her medical skills to bring peace to the world so ordinary people could live in comfort. But because of her humble background, everyone looked down on her.

"They say I'm lowborn, and that it's improper for a woman to show her face in public. Ahuai, did I do something wrong?"

"..."

The Prince of Duan's heir rested a hand on Wuya's head and gently ruffled her hair. "What does it mean to be wrong? If you're doing what you want, then it's not wrong."

Again and again, he told her, "Don't be afraid. I'll be right behind you."

A few years passed in the blink of an eye. Once her name was known throughout the land, she looked back in a sudden moment of reflection.

It turned out those "nobles" who had seemed so far above her could be as small as ants.

Theme: Anything is possible