[She stared in amazement. Sansa had managed to escape one monster, Joffery, but was placed in the arms of another. It made her heart sink. There had been hope that when Sansa had fled King's Landing, that she had gone somewhere safer and happier, perhaps with Tyrion. The two of them had gotten along well enough, despite her feelings towards his family.

That she had been married to the Bolton bastard, the family that had betrayed hers, it made Margaery sick.]

I'm so sorry. I wish I had known. Who placed you in the Bolton's grasp?