"Will, how many times do I have to say for you to call me 'Elizabeth'?", she whispered to him, as soon as her father walked off. If her cousin were here, the younger one would make a small, friendly grin at 'Lizzie's slight tease of amusement. The governor's only daughter, Elizabeth Swann, had the physical appearance of a fine young woman; a young goddess in human form. For her, she didn't mind talking to those of low-status. She was just too kind when talking to them, not really wishing them harm, but only to wish them the best of luck, despite what her father thinks on such behavior. 

"Well, we don't want to be late now, do we?", the governor cut in as he took the presentation case in hand, gave Will the payment. "Come now, Elizabeth", his daughter just kept her kind smile on. "Good day, Mister Turner", she softly said, sounding slightly disappointed to not talk to him a little longer, before following the Governor out of the mansion, and to the carriage that was waiting outside. Now that she thought about it: where was Abigail?