"Will, how many times do I have to say for you to call me 'Elizabeth'?", she asked him in a soft tone within her voice. The younger one couldn't help, but make a small, friendly grin upon her lips at her cousin'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.