Alexander exited the makeshift studio to see the reactions of the crowd in the Imperial Dynamic Systems stall, which by now after the demonstration of the new device, has be thergest one in the venue.


    Imperial Guards dressed in formal suits congregated around him with keen eyes, scanning every inch of the exhibition for threats. Alexander, however, was quite content to ignore them and enjoy his time ncing at the stalls showing their inventions and products. He did it out of pity as attention to them diminished greatly, word by mouth pique the curiosity of the visitors infectiously and soon people swarmed to only one stall in the exhibition.


    He did not go far as Alexander was met with hundreds…no thousands of people trying to squeeze themselves in just to see the product beyond it!


    “It moves! The picture moves!”


    “Let me see! Let me see!”


    “Oy! Stop pushing around!”


    “I can’t get out!”


    “OW! You are crushing me!”


    Alexander sighed at the unfortunate turn of events. He has seen enough to know a ck Friday-sized stampede. It was a disaster. He did anticipate them flocking to the television but this is too much. He nned to surprise them from behind as part of the demo. But after seeing the present circumstances, he gave up.


    “Rn,” Alexander beckoned Rn, to get closer to him.


    “What is it, sir?” Rn leaned his head forward, allowing himself to hear over all themotion.


    “Have one of your men alert the security guards of this venue. At this rate, people could get hurt. I don’t want it to happen as it might smear my reputation and mypany,”_-.


    “Understood sir!” Rn nodded in acknowledgment and beckoned one of the Imperial Guards to ry Alexander’s orders. The Imperial Guard nodded and walked away to carry out his duties.


    Rn returned back to Alexander, and said, “I’ve sent one of my men, sir. Where should we proceed?”


    “Let’s take the safer route,” Alexander simply said as he began to walk away from the stage.


    In just two minutes, they’d reach backstage. Alexander could still hear the voices of the crowds, but it was gradually fading away and reced with soft indistinct chatter. Looks like the security guards tasked with maintaining order have arrived.


    Alexander fixed his tie and straightened his posture. He nced back to the cameraman whom he found idly backstage and asked.


    “Are we ready to roll again?”


    “Yes, Your Majesty…Once you step out, we’ll resume broadcasting,” the cameraman said.


    “Okay,” Alexander took a deep breath. “Let’s go,” he opened the door.


    The television camera clicked, resuming where it left off. Upon gracing the tform with his presence, the people began cheering loudly.


    “Look It’s His Majesty!”


    “Your Majesty! Please notice me!”


    Alexander raised his hands and waved slightly to acknowledge them while he walked toward the podium.


    That was not the end of it when one of the crowds noticed something on the television. On the screen, it showed Alexander standing in front of the podium waving his hand. He looked up only to see Alexander doing the same, he returned to the television once more to confirm.


    It was at this moment they realized what live broadcasting is.


    “Look! His Majesty is on television!” he shared loudly amongst the other onlookers.


    “It sure is!” another man shouted. “And his Majesty is doing the same!”


    “Yeah!” another cheered in agreement.


    With this revtion, everyone became even more invested and began talking amongst each other.


    “It’s like magic! I can see His Majesty on the podium without looking up at the tform,” one of the crowdsmented.


    Alexander couldn’t help butugh under his breath upon hearing thements. They are beginning to understand the workings of television. To make it more impactful, Alexander thought of something.


    “Sir…” Alexander flicked his finger, beckoning the cameraman who was carrying a television camera on his shoulder toe near him.


    “What is it, Your Majesty?”


    Alexander looked straight at the camera lens before speaking “I want you to point the camera to the crowds.


    “As you wish, Your Majesty,” the cameraman began turning around to point the television camera to the crowds who were still enthusiastically and engrossingly invested in the television.


    Secondster, they noticed a sudden change on the screen.


    “Wait…is that me?!” One of the men noticed and nced up to see a camera pointing at them. He waved his hand at it while shifting his sights on the television screen. He saw himself waving on it.


    “Woah! I’m really inside the television, look!”


    The crowds gasped in amazement upon realizing they were truly on the television.


    “This television is amazing!”


    “I want to buy one!”


    “Where can we buy it?”


    “How much is it?”


    Alexander chuckled at the sights. If television is making them this crazy, he wondered what would happen if he introduced a technology better than it? Like personalputers or cell phones. Though it may take a long time, he is confident that he can bring it out in less than ten years.


    Maybe even shorter for videogames consoles if using design specs like the Magnavox Odyssey, which didn’t even have a CPU. Alexander fears the inevitable “PONG Madness” that will spread across the globe.


    The n here is to make Imperial Dynamic Systems known for its advanced technologies and television is the surefire way to start. In fact, he could’ve made it colored if he chose to but he decided to take it slow as he deemed it not efficient. He’ll wait for a year where he’ll release a new version of television that is now colored and better than the first, and then in another year of another innovation until the CRT television is slowly being reced by LCD and LCD being reced by LED.


    nned obsolescence and trending consumers’ business model at its finest.


    “Everyone, may I have your attention please,” Alexander spoke in front of the microphone in a calm and authoritative tone as he raised his arms to gain their attention. Everyone quieted down immediately.


    Alexander continued “Everyone, there are no words that can describe how thrilled I am to be able to show off the first product of mypany, Imperial Dynamic Systems. This is a historic moment for myself, mypany, and this country. And an important moment must be heralded by an important person,” Alexander said.


    He straightened his posture and cleared his throat. He lifted his chin up and turned to face the audience before speaking, “It is with a very deep sense of humility that Ie to this moment of announcing the birth in this country of a new art so important in its implication…that it is bound to affect all society,” Alexander paused and continued. “And now,dies and gentlemen, I formally present to you a new art that will shine like a torch of hope to a troubled world…television.”


    Alexander extended his arms, showing the television in front of the crowds.


    A resounding round of apuse sounded throughout the hall


    “Thank you! Thank you, everyone! Thank you so much!” Alexander bowed in thanks to everyone who was pping for him.


    He stepped out of the podium and into the center of the arena. He ced his hand on the center of his chest and bent down low.


    Meanwhile in the Winter Pce.


    Sophie, Tiffania, Christina, and Anastasia all watched in awe after Alexander introduced television.


    “Alexander…is…looks so cool and handsome,” Sophie said with a dreamy sigh, showing her proudness of her future husband.


    “Brother is awesome!” Anastasia eximed.


    “Hmmph,” Tiffania harrumphed, “I admit, his ending speech is good. Is it already the end? If that’s the case I must return to my study room now,”


    “My my, Tiffania, you can be honest to yourself sometimes,” Christina giggled.


    “Ngh…what are you talking about sister? It’s not like I like my dunce brother or anything. I just said that because he sounds cool that’s all…don’t get the wrong idea, dummy.”


    “Eh? But remember the time when you are pleading with him to save Ana? When you were hugging?”


    “Hah?! Why are you bringing that up all of a sudden?” Tiffania panicked.


    Christinaughed and shrugged, saying, “Oh nothing, I just recalled an interesting memory where you can be vulnerable and open sometimes,” she teased.


    “Ah, moah~! I am leaving!” Tiffania dashed off towards her study room before anyone could react to her outburst.


    Sophie, who just witnessed an interesting interaction between her two sisters-inw, smiled.