Sarcasm Is a Dragon's Best Friend

My name is Gemini, and my life is a bloody mess. I almost kill my mother; my overbearing father exiles me out of the nest; one of my sisters wants to neuter me so stupidity doesn't breed; my dead grandmother wants me to complete stupid missions for her, and a witch thinks I'm an arrogant and rude dragon, so she turns me human. Then I get captured by guards from a kingdom notorious for being cruel to males, and they make me their slave for three years. Their queen decides she's had enough of my sarcastic idiocy and sells me to a neighboring kingdom where I get stuck in a new dungeon: kinghood. Apparently I make enemies wherever I go. I have dragon slayers poaching in my kingdom and my army's commander desperately wanting to kill me so he could be king. All I want is to find a way to break my curse and get my scales back . . . and for my father to stop treating me like a hatchling. Is that too much to ask for?