Got it — grammar and structure only. I'll keep your tone, emotions, and style. Just cleaning spelling, punctuation, and flow without changing your voice.
Here's your revised Chapter 7 section:
JUST THINKING ABOUT THAT DIRTY SMIRK ON HIS FACE PISSES ME THE HELL OFF.
I wish I could wipe it off. Or beat it off his face. Or better yet, tear that look off the damn rotten prince. I'll show him. I'll get him back for locking me up in that room!!!
This woman… I have no idea why the boss would keep her here, let alone let her stay in one of the most extravagant rooms in the palace. I'm starting to think he's doing this just to piss off his dad. The way he hates that man is incomprehensible. It's such a shame how strained their relationship has gotten over the years.
But enough about that.
What matters right now is that my life and job are on the line. I can't mess this up, or who knows what he will do to me. I'm almost too scared to even think about it. I've worked for Prince Dracarus for years. I've seen the things he's capable of doing with his bare hands. Some are too gruesome to describe.
Imagine taking a fish out of the water and letting it dry out, only to hold it by its tail and dip it back in slightly, just enough for it to feel relief.
then pulling it away again. Then dangling it in front of sharks before tossing it in.
Picture something like that.
That's all I can say for now.
But I really worry about the young miss… and whether she'll survive here long with such a sharp-toned tongue. It's not like I'm concerned about her or anything... I just met her.
But…
Something about her makes me feel like she'll bring more life… and more trouble to the palace.
Hopefully she'll ignite a candle to light the way for this cold, tormented prince of ours.
And for that, I'll ensure she gets the safety and guidance she needs.
"Hey, miss…"
I know this might seem sudden, but it felt rude not to introduce myself. My name is Lukas, and I'm the young master's right-hand man... uh... guard, brother, servant—whatever you want to call our complicated relationship. I will be your guide from now on. Hopefully, you'll be able to get along with me.
And please, no trouble.
I said it in the most polite tone possible while holding my hand out to her, hoping she understood what I meant.
Mnn… The guard seems like the polar opposite of his polar-bear master. But that's a good thing. I might end up getting along with him here. And knowing someone in a strange place where I don't belong? That's like a double win for me.
So I gave a simple nod and accepted his offer to be my caretaker... or caregiver.
And if I'm being honest… this is the first time I've ever complied with someone so easily. But that's only because I know my life is on the line. It's better to have at least one ally than none, right?
I gave a faint smile and said to the guard, trying not to seem too unfriendly,
"It's nice to meet you, Lukas. I'm Hina. I'm… uh… about twenty years old. I look forward to getting to know more about you in the future. Hehe."
When I looked at her, her smile… was almost elegant.
I let out a small compliment under my breath, hoping she didn't hear me. And judging by her reaction, she probably didn't. Thank the heavens.
What would a random girl think of someone she just met calling her smile cute? How embarrassing.
I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts.
But I must admit…
her smile, her face, her voice —
They've already left an impression on me.
Maybe this girl won't be so bad to have around after all.
I stopped to think.
Why was the guard staring at me like that? Was he okay?
Did I have something on my face?
Nonetheless, I'm sure it doesn't matter right now.
So I took his hand involuntarily and pulled him down the halls, ready to explore this new palace.