While carrying a small stool the man shuffles his way to an unpopulated corner near the center of the city. He is not well dressed nor does he look as if he has showered for a few days, his hair unkempt and his beard long. He places the stool down, sits, and smiles. As the smile grows he sheds a tear. One becomes two. Two become many. He does not stop smiling. 

I won't take anymore of your time than I must. I'm merely here to pay what is owed. Nothing more. 

He stops smiling and the tears slow their pace...

One, he is not known.

Two, yet he sits on a throne. 

Three, bleeding all the same.

fOur, cheating by name.

Nine, can you make repayment but not this day?

I understand why you question; but that is not the answer. One guess, 7 clues, nine ways, none to do. 

He turns the stool over before walking away.