Lost in the Knight

The tear finally escaped. I could feel it slowly run in the cracks of my scales. Hissing away into nothing from my heated cheeks.
I heard a shout coming from outside the cave. It hurt but I couldn't help but look. I wonder who could that voice belong to.
"Come on out you scaly coward!" The voice came with deep emotion. Like a child that had just lost their favourite toy. Poor fool.
Ah, yes. Rigoberto. He was a good lab. Horrible with a sword but a fighting spirit fuelled his skills. I must say I taught him well. But not well enough. He may have found a dragon. But is too blinded to see that his own blood brother was the dragon he was pressuring.
Such a fool.
"Fine you aren't going to come out! I WILL COME IN!!!" He screamed from the top of his lungs. I crawled my way towards the opening of the cave. Why was he always so pushy? No patience that boy.
"You KILLED HOMINUM! YOU BLOODY DRAGON!" I can tell that he was surrounded by hundreds of men because of the yelling in honor of my 'death'.
Ah yes, my men I raised them well. Selfless and brave. I turned cowards into heroes. But it looks like I did too good of a job. Their love for me blinded them from seeing the truth.
With a hint of fear I blow fire from my mouth. I crawled my way through the cave entrance.
They are too blind. For the man they loved became the dragon they blamed.
I finally met my finale fight. I directed my gaze across the hill. For what I saw was my men and dragons. Working together with one goal on their minds, my head. Enemies working as one.
Ah yes, it always fascinates me what hatred can do.
So be it. Let the battle begin.