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Forgive me, little princess,
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but I cannot make an investment based on wishes and dreams.
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Now if you'll pardon me.
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Do you know Illyrio Mopatis, Magister of Pentos?
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Yes, we've met. A shrewd man.
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For my wedding he gave me three petrified dragon eggs.
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He believed-- the world believed...
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that the ages had turned them to stone.
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How many centuries has it been since dragons roamed the skies?
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But I dreamt that if I carried those eggs
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into a great fire, they would hatch.
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When I stepped into the fire, my own people thought I was mad.