Royal Assassin (The Farseer Trilogy, #2)

by Robin Hobb

It was damaged, and I rejected it fiercely. I felt savagely vindictive toward the flesh and bone that enclosed me, and wished for some way to express my raging disappointment. Why couldn’t I heal? Why hadn’t I recovered?

It was possible to be homesick for a time, and to be lonely for the only other person who could recall it. I nodded.