[pleasantries]

As you may recall, Cassius' betrothed perished, as so many did, during the Laughing Plague. I fear I have been delinquent in making provision for him in the years since, leaving him still rather adrift in that regard. I will not mince words: I have never paid much mind to the whose who of young witches, and so I have decided it is best if I bow to the wisdom of others in that regard. Your stewardship of your dear mother's school, and your prominence within society, makes you an ideal candidate, and so it is with hope that I ask for your assistance.

Craft a short list, conduct interviews, or do whatever it is you might to ensure that only the most suitable candidates cross my path, for this is not something upon which I wish to waste time. You may think that callous, but I consider it pragmatic: I am a busy man who needs to see an important task done well.

I look forward to a swift response.

Yours,