The Prince Who Stole Music

“... You want to destroy all music?” K.C.’s voice was hushed with shock. Prince only gave her a stern look as if he were challenging her doubt. K.C. could tell that it would be wise to not question him- he knew what he wanted and he was determined to achieve it. With a heavy sigh, K.C. silently turned her head down and went to work. Prince watched on with wonder as her slender fingers worked and handled metallic pieces with such grace. When K.C. finished the first creation, marked with her signature pink swoosh, and finally lifted her head up for the first time in hours. She had worked through the night and Prince was eager for the reveal. After examining her work, he promptly demanded she build a dozen more. As Prince was looking over his latest gang of robots, suddenly, the faint sound of music echoed across the lands of Valar. “What was that?!” yelled The Prince, outraged. K.C. pretended not to hear. “What was what?” she played dumb. “That’s... music! I can hear it clear as day and mark my words they are going to pay. Are the robots ready?” “Yeah…” she quietly mumbled. “Well then, send them right now, tell them to follow the music and destroy it...” “... but your highness, I…” “NOW!”