Queen vs. Princess

                                    

                                          
Barb stared at the young, glowing troll standing in front of her. 
                          
"Your tribe is done. Your music is done. Your rule is done." She said. "When I have all the strings, anyone who hears will be rock zombies. All of trolldum will be rockers." Barb said with confidence.
                          
"Sorry rock-a-by but that's not gonna work." Metra said slyly.
                          
"Uh-huh. And why not, glowstick?" 
Barb asked.
                          
"I can't hear music and I'm not the only one." Princess Metra said simply.
                          
Barb froze. She turned around, thinking of what to say.
                          
"Uh, if you're saying something, I can't hear you." Metra said. Barb had been sure to face Metra so she could read her lips.
                          
Barb turned around.
                          
"And what's a few Trolls gonna do to stop me." She said.
                          
"We don't have to do anything. You can't make me be a rocker. And that's killing you even now." Metra said. "And music is more than just those strings."
                          
Barb then ordered her guards to return Metra to her cell. Metra beamed. She had shown the Rock Queen she was no coward. Now she just had to start a prison riot.