# Because the Danger Is in the Hall Author: Morgan Reed Site: ReadNovelHub Canonical: https://readnovelhub.com/novel/because-the-danger-is-in-the-hall Genre: Thriller and suspense novels ## World A settlement, a locked door, and a waiting crowd force Noura to choose between surrendering her name and facing the danger beyond the hall. ## Tropes - Dark Romance - Thriller and suspense novels ## FAQ ### What is Because the Danger Is in the Hall about? A settlement, a locked door, and a waiting crowd force Noura to choose between surrendering her name and facing the danger beyond the hall. ### Who is the author of Because the Danger Is in the Hall? Because the Danger Is in the Hall is written by Morgan Reed. Read Chapter 1 free on ReadNovelHub. ### Is Because the Danger Is in the Hall a Dark Romance story? Yes. Because the Danger Is in the Hall is tagged for Dark Romance readers looking for North American romance-fantasy tropes. ### Can I read Because the Danger Is in the Hall Chapter 1 for free? Yes. Chapter 1-12 Free. Weekly VIP trial from Chapter 13. Start Because the Danger Is in the Hall on ReadNovelHub. ### What happens at the start of Because the Danger Is in the Hall? The paper was on the carpet before anyone in the majlis said my name. It lay face up, so that no one had to lean. My uncle sat nearest the door with his misbaha moving bead by bead, and he did not look at me. ## Chapter 1 teaser ### Untitled Chapter The paper was on the carpet before anyone in the majlis said my name. It lay face up, so that no one had to lean. My uncle sat nearest the door with his misbaha moving bead by bead, and he did not look at me. Bandar sat at the sadr with the dallah in front of him, and he did not lift it. "Stand," my uncle said. "Sign it, and the gate stops waiting." The gate had waited four years. Beyond the wall, the men who once carried the denunciation from house to house now stood with their phones turned toward the majlis, waiting for one paper to make my name theirs again. Gahwa went round. High from the dallah, less than half a finjan, right hand. I took mine and did not drink. The cardamom was still turning. "It was yours," a woman at the wall said, kindly, which was worse than the rest. "Say it was yours and it ends." The oud had been burned early, before the first guest came in. It sat in the air over the carpet, over the paper, over the tray, so that everything in the room carried the same smell of wood and smoke. I set the finjan down without a sound on the saucer. My abaya was black and closed to the wrist, the tarha pinned at my shoulder. I had dressed for a room. Nobody had told me I was dressing for a signature. Bandar put his hand flat on the carpet. Not on the paper. Beside it. "Read it again," he said, to no one, and the room went still in the way a room goes still when the coffee has been poured and not yet accepted. My uncle pushed the pen across the carpet. It came to a stop against my sleeve. The pen lay where it stopped, its clip against my cuff, and I did not move my arm. A thing pushed across a carpet has already been thrown. "Read it again," Bandar said. The first time he had said it to the room. This time he said it to the courier, who was still standing at t Read free: https://readnovelhub.com/novel/because-the-danger-is-in-the-hall/chapter/1