Though I was glad to see you at today's ceremony, it was not an appropriate setting for a more serious discussion such as the one that has been on my mind of late. With Astra now married (and a Lestrange; we can all be excessively proud of her for this), my worries turn to you.
Though I know you are still young and have many years ahead of you to think of such things, given the sad circumstances the world finds itself in I would take great solace in seeing you find a wife as worthy and appreciative of you, my son, as your mother was for me. Even in such tatters as England's Society is beginning to become, there are many fine ladies, and I have little doubt that our next generation will become excellent examples of all that we stand for. I hope that you will stand on the front lines of this moral war, Aquila.
I am sure that I will approve of anyone you deem appropriate, and offer you full use of the family vaults - though while our world is run by criminals you may resort to asking Astra to make withdrawals for you. I will inform her that this task does not entitle her to demand information concerning its purposes unless you wish to tell her.