"Detective Anne Boleyn," by Susan Breen, Alfred Hitchcock's Mystery Magazine, May/June 2022.
This is Breen's second appearance in this space.
So, what's Anne Boleyn been up to lately?
Same old, same old. Wandering around the Tower of London, but in spite of the famous music hall song, she has her head firmly on her shoulders, not underneath her arm.
An American tourist named Kit discovers this when she drops dead in the Tower and Queen Anne arrives for a chat. I am describing this as if the story is a comedy but it isn't. Boleyn comes across as a tragic figure, and very sharp except for her blind love for that nasty husband of hers.
How sharp? She is the one who figures out that Kit was poisoned. (She is shocked that Kit has no poison tester.)
The two wronged women managed to help each other out in this very clever story.