"Now listen me, you, the daughter of some fucking Barbaric god, and you two, thieves' whores! We are good people and we decided to spare you most of the suffering, tying you to the crosses and letting you to cover your private parts with a strip of fabric! And after twelve hours you will be given a poisoned posca and die quickly. Only the self-proclaimed queen will have a diadem of thorns on her head... But she must admit aloud that she is not a goddess, but the ceasar himself is her god! All of you must repeat the same statement. This item of the Diocletian's edict is obligatory..."
The centurion ended his speech and the crowd applauded him and the condemned women begun to thank him, and confirming the statement of the caesar's deity - except the "goddess" who was silent, and finally said:
"I will never admit the Diocletian is a god! I am a daughter of the only existing God and a queen of all the world myself!"
"Okay, Your Highness! Or rather: Your Madness. You decided your fate. You will be stripped naked like a slave, raped in public, hammered to your cross with four nails with your legs on the opposite stipe's sides to expose your nudity, and left to die with no posca, poisoned or not, even if it takes a whole week for you to die! Of course the soldiers will not guard you to the end, so in this case your comrades will be nailed too, at least with one nail each - I am sorry for that condition - just to make us sure none of you would be set free by night by some idiot..."
And so they did.