Named after a graceful orchid, Kim Hei-Ran is nothing like the fragile flower. Passionate and strong-willed, she is a trained swordsman who has an aversion for her own name. She trains to be strong and swift with the sword. Builds her mass to fill her body but genetics has a hand of going against her wishes. It doesn't help that her budding chest and her wading hips defy her. Her smooth skin, the dips and the curves of her figure under the dirt and grime reflects everything that she ought to be, a woman, a lady. 

     With the threat to her future, she needs to make a detrimental choice. To live as she is, or to accept a challenge that may change her whole life all together. Along with her best friend and the crowned prince along side her, she will weave through her path of self discovery and fight through anything that will come her way. Come what may.

"I can never be the girl you want me to be. I will never resolve to the weakness and fragility that I was named for. I will be strong. I will be me. Just me. And if you can't accept that, well... then there's no other way." Hei-Ran turns towards her room fists balled to her side. She holds in her tears.

"Who said I'm asking you to be weak? You were not named after an orchid because you are weak and fragile. You were named to fulfill the promise that you would be as undeterred as an orchid who withstands the cold of the night and the heat of the morning sun. An orchid is not as fragile as you think. It is adaptable as the trees and grass of the fields of Ardea. I need you to be just that. There will more aversions to come in your life and you will need to be strong and adaptable when the time comes. You will need to rise to the occasion and accept your rightful place. That is all I want for you my child." Yoon finally says to his daughter halting her on her tracks. 

"Someday." Sooner than you think.